Hello Poetry
Submit your work and get some sparkles! Create free account
Oceans could boil at my whim, Fish could wish to walk instead of swim. Angels could fall if fall they would, And demons ascend if rise they could. Restless spirits can rest if rest is wanted. Freed from earth and those they haunted. Kiss of fire, Heightened desire. Smouldering to my core, Power untamed and power raw. Illuminating darkness with my will Soothing tides till tides stand still. Goddess caged, Truly enraged. Loosening bonds which bind reality, Watch as humans reduce to brutality. Then to the Mother they turn to again, Return to the Earths womb and be reborn again.
0
Jul 8, 2017
Jul 8, 2017 at 6:05 PM UTC
Wrath of Goddesses Scorned PRT 2
Oceans could boil at my whim, Fish could wish to walk instead of swim. Angels could fall if fall they would, And demons ascend if rise they could. Restless spirits can rest if rest is wanted. Freed from earth and those they haunted. Kiss of fire, Heightened desire. Smouldering to my core, Power untamed and power raw. Illuminating darkness with my will Soothing tides till tides stand still. Goddess caged, Truly enraged. Loosening bonds which bind reality, Watch as humans reduce to brutality. Then to the Mother they turn to again, Return to the Earths womb and be reborn again.
Part 2 of WGS. Hope you enjoy, notes and feedback welcome.
harry-robertsag
Written by
Jul 8, 2017
Jul 8, 2017 at 6:05 PM UTC
Request permission to use this poem