She's as wild as a wolf,
As wanton as a whorish witch,
As wicked as a werewolf;
As woman's allure bewitched.

She rules the dark night
In magnificence of full moon
And reigns with sunlight
As glorious splendor of noon.

Eyes lensed with emerald;
Whose stare hypnotizes and kills.
Her synergy an evil herald,
To bloods of the souls she spills.

Her innocence's deceptive,
Her beauty men just couldn't resist;
Mistaken as being receptive,
Their unbridled lusts cease to exist.

She burned for him
All daylong;
Waited all nightlong
But he didn't show up.
Expectation
Drowned inside wine;
Intoxicating
Her with disappointment...

Despair dressed desire
In depression;
Embracing her existence.

I'm that opposite side of light,
That other side of you;
Scared and ashamed of your light,
But brazen in my darkness.

I'm not where you ever want to be
When my darkness falls...
Inside my head lies your worst nightmare
You wished you never had.

But I embrace beauty within darkness
Because I'm a very dark place.
Darkness saw alluring beauty within me
I'm where it want to reside.

Chained
Against her will,
Pained
From her ill;
Hope complained.

To me he was kind,
To another his heart belong;
I wanted both as mine,
But was wrong and this stung.

He said I was sixteen,
But this about my feelings not age!
'Can't till I was eighteen,
So I became enraged with rage.

Thrilled till I became ill,
I set him and his house on fire.
In his absence I'd heal,
Because I've burnt up my desire.

I can now sleep at ease,
Knowing my lover rest in peace...

Dressed
Desirously as
Dark divine;
Delightfully dangerous,
Bewitching
And beguiling
As seductive siren...

Breathe in my breath,
Intoxicate me with your presence;
Let me lose myself in your fragrance,
Till I don't exist anymore...

Ensnared and enchanted
By the one essence of our existence,
Woven into the web of our own wonders;
As we nestled in our lover's nest.

Stinging passion with poison,
Let's attend with urgency to our fervency;
Burning fully in fervent fire and fury,
Flowing in frantic frenzy.

Bodies dripped and dribbled
Lavishly with lickerish longing, lust and love;
Splashing and thrashing in lake of lechery,
Till we're submerged beneath our sin.

Thrusts begets shivering rush,
Pounding with passionate pain and pleasure;
As groans become cacophony of cravings
To be harmonized as symphony...

Hell's hysteria breaks forth,
Thundering into echos of volcanic eruption;
Calmed by the zephyr of heaven's touch...
Cuddled into cocoon of pure bliss.

His sweet soul she stole,
Into the darkest depth of dark obsession;
Beyond where light consoles...
Where love's a derision unto depression.

He danced with death's desire,
Lost himself in paradise of her purgatory;
Daring to embrace her buring fire,
He breathed her as his life's only obligatory.

She became his sacred sacrilege;
Sweet death's symphony he can't dance without,
That offered him every privilege,
His craving wanted without an iota of doubt.

Seduction strummed his soul strings,
Streaming him to dangle into strangled snooze;
Him, she swung in soulful swings,
Swinging him into losing his life in her noose.

Lord...
Take me instead!
Spare her,
From grasp of dead...

Clashes of noises
Within;
Flashes of voices
Hushed
Amidst stillness...

Untainted...
But never allowed
To exist
Amongst the living.

Innocence
Was exterminated;
Entombed
Beneath Mother Earth.

Vengeance
Vowed to avenge
This death
With gory vendetta...

Evil seed
Manifested as doom,
Rooted in abyss;
She unleashed dark horror!

Woe unto humanity!
Innocence's resurrected
Herself into death...
Her only mission: destroy!

Hahahaha!

The dark can see
Wooden door squeaks,
To wheezy breeze
On creaking antiques...

Eerie silence echoes,
Spilling nebulous images
As haunted psychos
From all entrapped cages.

Voices of invisibles
Heard from hidden hosts;
Illusory intangibles
Manifesting to be ghosts...

Goosebumps ripple
Into waves of gooseflesh;
Fear evokes a *******
Entangled in scary mesh.

"The ghosts're real"
Apparitions of restless spirits
"We could **** or heal"
Our actual and factual secrets.

Christened as black widow,
Baptized in the burning depth of hell;
She emerged from dark shadow
Into the light to entice with her spell.

Her gothic allure's mesmeric,
Bewitching lustful hombres with ease
Into enchantment most cryptic;
To drink from somber lubricious kiss.

Her explicit charm's accursed,
Venomous fang and tongue, irresistible;
******* the blood of lustfully lost,
To rejuvenate a splendor forever invincible.

Her claret lips, stone and rose bouquet;
Her sting of death they'll never betray...

Love dimmed...
Glorious light died within;
Anguish flickered,
Fanning agony into a glow.

Torture twinkled,
Streaming ill rays beyond.
I grasped and gasped
For entire essence of existence.

Hoaxed by cravings
Entangled in ecliptic enchantment;
Spiders within entrapped my butterflies
Into cuddling myself
In cradle of cryptic cobweb.

The heaven rages,
Earth looks up for redemption;
Extinction beckons...

Erase
Helmet of war
Engrave
Symbol of peace
Dialogue's
Key...

I've become a victim
To my own rapacious desire,
'Slaved to the rhythm
Of this unquenchable fire.

Succubus personified,
As abysmal concupiscence;
I'm Incubus defiled,
Who lost her innocence.

*******'s my passion ;
A passion that's my monster,
Worn as frenzy fashion;
My sweet seductive sinister.

She’s my lost innocence,
Who refused to fade into oblivion.
My aggrieved existence,
Whose silent wounds are my scion.

‘Known since I was a child,
She hasn’t grown but still the same;
A child once gentle and mild,
Beseeching me to avenge her shame.

You can’t see her but I do,
Her plea for justice no one can hear;
I only wish you have a clue
Of this abused whose hurt won’t disappear.

Lust...
Carnally minded,
Screams chaos,
Seeks selfish pleasure...
Never reliable.

Love...
Spiritually minded,
Whispers calm,
Seek another's pleasure...
Forever faithful.

Thou, the bequeather of this birth to death,
In whom thou exhale human existence;
Born from suckling to thy laying of wreath,
None will exist without thine own essence.

Like a winding stairway on lone twisted aisle,
Ascending as stream of crystal rays unknown;
From whence within every mile will worth the while,
Or every turn a test to trump on its own.

Through thy shadowy paths of this sojourn,
Whence thy fate must embrace her scripted end;
From thence thy dim at dawn from morn will mourn,
When death's dark depth will be thine to descend.

Why hast thou begotten thine humanity?
Whom on her own knows not what tomorrow holds;
Save this moment, not whence lies eternity,
Waiting to unfold wonders yon yet untold...

But only in thee, O' life is reality known;
My past, like morning dew forever faded away,
But my now I must walk and own; never to disown,
To that future I'm fated to venture into faraway...

And when this yond my stairs appear no more,
Whence immortality becomes as reality;
Will my soul, eternity swallows in her allure,
Or in pain of purgatory; or perpetual insanity?

Entombed amidst her secret crypt,
Eclipsed beneath clumps most tranquil;
Free from meshes and muddles kept,
Her wit and sense to feed my quill.

From clamorous cares I oft escape,
Into thicket whence thoughts she thrills;
To be aroused by lush landscape,
From whence within my fount she fills.

Amidst her ***** whence thoughts bloom,
Lies fantasia beyond this realm;
From cryptic and grotesque and gloom,
To glad ardor from engrossed helm.

From her caress my ink I spill,
Like streams and dreams as rivers flow;
To stanzas strummed from heaven's hill...
That hearth and home whence spirits glow.

Spun from threaded deceits into splendor,
Sunrays robed allure as most delightful;
Ethereal temptation I’m to adore…
The most beautiful, yet most deceitful.

To sinister, my senses I shackled;
Begging to be bewitched beyond my bonds,
Canoodled and cocooned; yet entangled
Within whispers woven with wicked wands.

Like rosebud trapped amidst Prickles and thorns,
I learned to live and love to spite my lust;
That shadowy paths of twilights and dawns,
For my twinkles to spark into my worst…

That my veiled snare may shed her disguised gloom,
And be draped in my bare heartbeat to bloom.

"Marvel not, my child;
What I'm entrusted to reveal
To you's wild not mild;
It's more of a vision but real."

The unity of my trinity,
This I beheld in petrified awe;
My disembodied eternity,
My flaws that flouted God's laws...

Spirit that left my body alone,
My desperate soul that gasp'd for air,
My every wrongs I must atone...
Soon, God shall judge and it'll be fair .

Alas! ominous moon magnified
The very soul of the silence of the night;
Like an eerie ghostly still lamb
Breathing her horror across shadowy sky...

Gloom glories of dreary darkness
Spread wide wings across heavenly breadth;
Stirring awake the sinisterly serenity,
Sleeping in branches of silhouette of doom...

Whispering winds of gory woes
Streamed beneath the chill of this creepy realm.
Tonight wholly belong to the grey moon
And her evil winged cronies to reign supreme...

Blood of apocalypse will bleed and flow below;
None shall be spared till the moon drips with blood.

Beneath scintillating neon,
She stood, as sassy sultry seductress;
Bewitching busy broadway
In awe, alluringly most attractive.

Her frenzy fancy he caught;
Free-falling hook, line and sinker
Into delectable dragnet,
Anticipating animated animality.

She lured him to her brothel,
Gave him more than he bargained for;
Banging, balling and bashing...
Beyond ***, salacity and satisfaction...

His end was quick and gory;
Bathed in blood and begging for death.
*******, as he breathed last;
'Time to cleanup for her next victim...

Rosebud of death
Blossomed
Into poisonous petals
Soon withered...

Hell's lecherous lips'
Bloodthirsty;
Veiled kiss of death
For lustful lost.

Sweet slit and spill
Drown in its depth of darkness
Let red passion flow.

Felt like a sweet dream,
Quickly altered into nightmare;
All of me started to scream,
Blindfolded craving became bare.

Soothing warm caresses,
From frenzy and fervent fingers;
Soon every touch depresses
Scorching as fury of fervent lingers.

Darkly scratches clawed
On my spider webbed existence;
My frigid soul they flawed,
Unneeded to scream for resistance.

They said they seek my end,
Descended from height of death;
Every of 'em my dark friend,
To take me from the face of earth.

On water tossed by waves most contrary,
Christ walked; His footprints on boisterous sea.
Them, sore with fright in ship's sanctuary,
In depth of doubt disciples drowned; how can it be?

But reassurance met with a quest for proof;
A test Peter embraced but doubted the impossible,
From fading faith amidst waves most aloof...
He starts to sink and yelped for help from the Able!

And unto this day, disciples in doubt still live,
Though with only our lips we oft confess these words;
"With God nothing's impossible", to deceive,
And many we lost to sea of doubt pierced by swords.

Though like Peter of old, sometimes we doubt still,
But call on Christ; our ever present Help in time of need;
From storms into safety He'll pull us out if we will,
With outstretched hands to those whom his call will heed.

Can I stain this soul,
Still stay spotless;
Unscathed by the **** of filth?
Can I shred this heart,
Still remain secured;
Unfettered by the shackles of guilt?

Conscience...
Sure drives a hard bargain,
Compelling my being
To choose gain.

Arise from amongst ashes most anguished,
Stir up repose whispers from wrathful wile;
Rekindle this sweet twinkle once banished,
Charm and churn her essence again to swirl.

Free her fossilized form from filth and fears,
Waft wings wide and wild with wind as zephyrs;
Exhale mortality from thorns and tares,
This wretch, set aflame with gale and fire.

Cleanse this cursed from stenches of sacrilege,
That entombed her in eclipse most eerie;
Then, send her salvage soul on a pilgrimage,
Farthest from hell's grim crypt of solitary.

Liberate this life to live in crystal light,
Let her latched legion loose into delight.

Creed will breed from seed, a good deed to heed;
But greed like ****, feeds as blended needs bleed,
Till hope elopes in lopes for naught to cope
And gropes on worn tightrope whence doubts still mope.

Would faith debate with fate 'fore night's too late,
Or should this date wait and postpone her bait?
God with His words became creations' Lord;
While Moses with rod, as David with sword...

Promises unforeseen, things I've not seen!
Unbelief, unseen; the one sin to win;
Yet these I believe and live to receive,
From Spirit that gives; whom I mustn't grieve.

Faith I hinged on substance of things hoped for;
Evidence of unseen or blur, naught more.

And then, once upon a sultry twilight,
Amidst the ruins of bygones chivalry,
Whence maidens most fair lived in sheer delight;
Free from lustful relics of rivalry...

Until a day came, and a knight was born,
The toast of town once tranquil, now thrilling;
Thence, jealousy stirred up spite as wild thorns,
To ***** wanton urge to crave fulfilling...

Itches unrequited by chevalier
Under whose spell the whole realm pined away
In splendor bedazzling like chandelier
Lovelorn stings strewn damsels in disarray

These conte chronicled that sultry twilight
'Fore splendiferous valour bared as blight

~~~~~~

Then later, will come that sultry twilight,
Whence moist lips stained with warmth, those beaks will kiss,
To reverse the spell cast to eclipse light,
Through insidious vipers with hearts unease.

Him, they cooked strange from coven of contempt,
As monstrous man halved into an aves;
Whom none will forever attempt to tempt,
His elixir lost beyond avarice...

Altar possessed by essence most cryptic,
Breathed upon him, sinisterly omen,
Fanned into frenzy most epileptic,
'Pon this bound besieged to efface women.

'Fore that once upon a sultry twilight,
Darkness gnawed all fresh and bones into flight.

~~~~~~

And now, once upon this sultry twilight,
That monster they created spoiled the living,
Into desolate and deserted site,
With venoms from fang of unforgiven...

Save for that last damsel left to be stung;
The fairest of them all found from time past;
Apotropaic maid, serene and strong,
Condemned to kiss away that spell once cast.

He aimed to slay, instead her lips he touched...
As curse recoiled, estranged from evil hold,
Till every grouch from within him was hushed
To find the future, lost in past foretold.

And now, once upon that sultry twilight,
He kissed those lips fated to make wrong right...

Dreamt about assassination last night,
Twitchy eyeballs popped up beneath shut lids;
Rousing ghosts in gloomy valley of fright,
Once scrubbed off from the pages of past deeds...

Fettered to outbreak of wrathful revenge,
Whence vengeance kept puking ardent outrage
Thirsting for repercussion to avenge,
Blood spilled from rampage, bleeding to damage.

Disheartened by night's elusive moonbeam,
Dream took flight from cowl and cloak of unreal;
Leaving lackluster existence to dim,
Amongst baleful shadows looming to ****...

Fear retraced erased footprints for some clue,
But fate paid his due as nightmare came true...

~~~*~~~

Triumphant, this apocalyptic grin;
Baptized in sheer ecstatic debauchery,
That veiled these lips once kissed by cryptic sin;
But haunted by horrors of lechery....

This lovelorn reprisal was created,
By dreadful days her heart's framework, he razed
Amongst ashes of anguish most hated,
Leaving behind stinging stained sheets, unfazed...

Used and tossed away left her horrific,
She rose from death, a stunning femme fatale;
Whom he left to rot, felling terrific,
But by her blade, he crawled through hell's portal...

Now, turned ammunition most criticized;
An assassin, who should be ostracized.

Armoured in affection,
Your arms, the ivory tower.
Cloistered from squalls,
As fierce as furious...

Stayed within your strength,
Your might, the fortification.

Me, you birthed again,
A hero reborn;
Emboldened with love,
Fearless and revered...

Both in battles and in blooms,
Saved, sound and secured in your sanctuary.

Stir extinct repose;
Invoke throes from tranquility,
Taunt them to haunt;
Flaunt the departed from cryptic crypt.
Secluded tombstones,
Entomb beneath grim grass
And withered wreaths,
Bloom in gloom of horror and terror.

Yet another effaced existence...
Spirit and soul severed,
Fate beholds and embraces unknown;
As emptiness uninhibited, embalmed.

Passion, someday;
Will fickle, flutter and fly away.
Juvenescence, soonest;
As fleeting dew, will fade into oblivion.
Voluptuous, these bosoms;
As rosebud blossoms, will wilt by sunset...

But unchanged, shall my essence remain.
Love me now and next;
Unconditionally for me, only.

Cowled Charon,
Arise and attend;
Thanatos summons.
Invoke anew, Styx;
Ripples...solemn, sombre.
Ferry departed souls
To Hades' shore
A coin awaits thy ossified hand.

Bruise this bane upon my body,
Bare me to the bones;
Breathe beyond my bounds,
And undo this drape of teardrops
That baptized me into temptation.

My besieged spirit revolts,
Beseeching to restore
The dignity of drowned divinity;
Once cowled, cosseted and chaperoned
To salvage my strayed soul from shipwreck.

Hallow, most serene,
Wooed with words wonderfully woven
Into love scrolls and scrips;
That delighted the pages of her heart...

Suddenly, his wind strayed,
Became the author of all her pains;
Scrambling every word...
Haling, hurling, hurting; till they taunt.

Love died that fateful day,
Buried beneath bosoms of frustration;
Amongst tormenting thorns,
To sprout anew, bud and blossom but....

She lingers, assured someday,
She'll become the bouquet on his gravestone;
Whence fate will cheer and jeer.

'Been tripped,
Fallen, risen, dusted…
Kept walking.

Wings bestowed;
You, the wind
Bolstering to soar.

Suddenly…

My feathers,
You plucked;
Left helpless.

I’m plunging…

Unsure,
When or where
I’ll crash!

Once this breath,
Existence gasps to grasp;
When wrath is wrought with wreath,
And fate, life bequeaths
Unyielding hasp;
Upon all, death's arms shall clasp.

Beyond bounds…
Colours, creeds and cultures,
Death's assured end shouldn’t be forgotten;
All’s bestowed ‘same measure,
Once birth is begotten.

Tempting, thy twirling trails...
Yet through timeless thunder and tempest,
Thy teasing taunts I wholeheartedly embrace and trace
To tread upon torturous and treacherous thorns...

Catch a glimpse of thy  glory,
Touch that tantalizing streams of dreams;
In whom I'm submerged into secret symphonies of seduction,
But in realm of reality; torments with wishful wishes...

Swirl my swelling surge with sweet shivers,
Spare thou my sizzling sickness with a slice of thy subtlety.
To ****** with fact beyond fantasy's fiddles...

Suddenly, ardor
Felt as frigid as rigid;
Desirous enfold
Once charming and warming
Left timid as placid...

Sweet affection
Tasted so sour to spew,
Enthused kisses
Lost fantasy's flavour and fervor;
As dish, dressed in disdain.

Served without soul,
My sensitivity she spun to shun...
Me, the spurn she shoved.

O' thou broken heart of mine,
If only thou art hearkened this once
To ceaseless pleas from my head...

Thy most cherished calm,
Wouldn't have dissipated in disarray;
In that enticing canoodle of chaos...

Dressed solely to dazzle,
Thine essence to dance to drumbeats;
Whence love' stripped as mere lust.

Momentary threads,
Knitted by nature’s craftsmanship;
Delicates into intricate
Entwined betwixt and between...

Thou, amongst others,
Breathes contentment, exudes pleasure;
That blissful delight,
Unfazed by complexities..

Thee everyone covets,
Only few embrace thine essence;
Whose existence
Frequently fickle and fades.

Birthed,
Allure of altitude...

From cradle,
Groomed to mount
With wings;

Grown to master
The art of soaring,

Conquering
Supreme summit beyond skies...

A day came,
My wings fortune plucked,
I plunged, plummeting...

Fate grasping faith's hem,
Gifting me the trust;

Myself to release,
Free falling into mystery
Feared, revered...

Elysian beaut embraces this thorn,
His turbulence twirls tamed to tranquil's thrills;
Cocoon most calm quells troubled toss and turn,
Whence once a love tried and proven still spills.

Her presence soothes, besotted with splendor;
His soul surrendered to inhale pure bliss...
Aura most awed with allure to adore;
Herein, passion kisses peace with much ease.

In return he worships, unto her worst...
Watches her lay on whispers' warmth worthwhile;
Her face the finest fantasy he lusts,
Her place none will replace; come miles nor smiles.

For love most ethereal like ours still live,
Ourselves wholeheartedly we poured to give...

As grave beckons upon this mortal breath,
And that day came, when existence shall cease;
Gladly shall I embrace the beck of death,
To sail through life’ shore to that realm of bliss.

‘Yond this bound, whence breath will matter no more
Shall this life be measure by length fulfilled,
Or by rare wealth of allure and splendor;
Along this sojourn treasured and unveiled?

But those moments spent with Euphemia;
That took my breath away ‘pon shooting stars,
And turned routine into euphoria;
Sealed with smile and laughter, as balm to scars.

My fulfilment will not be found in years,
Neither in abundance nor in length of days;
But in those rare moments shared without fears,
Whose golden footprints no time can erase.