A deathless life,
without a reason why,
the manouvers to breathe had become scarce,
And the night's promise of dark will take over everthing on sight,
The Cruel phantom of pain came all over her,
She's desperately trying to gain what's lost,
but awakaned she can't do much,
The shadows rise, sun's death smells of ash,
And the crown and Kingdom is nothing but a forgotten land in front of her eyes.
This poem belongs to my BLACK X POETRY series and it tells the story of a woman's journey through hell and back, her madness and search for meaning. enjoy! all the poems from BLACK X POETRY use the hashtag #blackxpoetry
Sanity fails to compel me now
Submitting to your wish my master
As I step into the dark asylum
Serving you like a drudge here after
In darkness I believe my existence
To you I deliver my soul
Deceives me not spiritual pretense
consenting to this malevolent assault
Against the acumen, once weakened me
For the virtue of that sane fake
Sins after sins to execute on command
I stand for this oath I take
Control only to get out of control
I petty mortal’s vulnerability
Unknown to the turmoil,
Of what Will now hunt their tainted sanity
Screams of terror, acclaims from the dead
Getting closer they will hear
Dreaded to what they would see
So defenseless only to run and hide in fear
In his grace they believe
Lamenting to the savior they beg
But this faith will be slaughtered
As they Witness this immortal outrage
Bringing the disciples down
Animosity reigns the so thought faith
Breaking every illusion to reality
into a melancholic outcome of their fate
saints misleading no more
leading them for a change
in a contradiction to their preaching
a rearrangement; crucified in disgrace
a touch of an animus cruelty
to adorn this redesigned abase
all the facades now ripped open
to show the real tint of this place
resurrection to the emperor
reign of a sinister eon
amendment to all aphorism
as this infliction forever now will go on…
gehenna arriving to take over
for a start of an end they prepare
terminus to their thoughts and existence
a damage; now gone far beyond repair…
I'm choking on oxygen
My palms are sweating too much
My heart is jumping inside my chest
My brain is on a drunken haywire
I'm literally left speechless and dazed
I didn't see this coming
You're standing in front of me
Once again I get a glimpse of you
A glimpse that I would've killed for
In what was like a lifetime ago
You render me helpless
I thought I was done with this
My life was back on track again
My heart healing from the wounds
That your departure inflicted on me
And yet here I am
Time froze again for me
Because as the pain resurfaced in me
You seem like you're having fun
Living life as if nothing happened
And yet you left me in misery
How dare you smile in front of me
Showing me expressions that I've never seen before
Your smile a mockery of the harrowing experience
Of everything I went through because of you
I'm trying not to sob
You look like you own the world
Being happy with someone else nowadays
Yet here I am frozen and dumbstruck
As you blatantly ignore me when our eyes met
Here I go again
Spiraling in a downward depression
Feeling used and abused
When I simply gave my all to you
And you show me how insignificant I am to you
I'm done with this
I'm done with you and your cruel heart
That enjoys the misery of those she left
That craves attention only for self fulfillment
And leaves destruction in your wake
You are a storm
As storm that passed by my life
Who's torrential downpour I craved
But left me destroyed and broken
Leaving me to die out of breath
This is the last goodbye
I never want anything from you
Whose love is too hellish to earn
I never want to go through this again
Even if it leaves me wanting more from you
See what mess you left me in?
Outburst of words and emotions
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i see a long line
made of lunatic, inebriate saints—
with their haloes and white robes—
racing to the sea
screaming and preaching—
for the blood of the ******—
illuding one another
for the salvation they thirst—
saying, i am one
to ascend the divine nirvana.
am i now a heathen?
for orisons should not pierce the ears—
yet i am dead sick
thus i pray for and on my own—
for the guts to try
ending the hellish havoc.
and when i finally screamed
sets of vile eyes, fangs and weapons—
smiled at me.
this is what happened to my country right now. for this one has a sensitive theme to it, i'll leave it to your own interpretation. written for the first prompt 'Halo' of November Hall of Poetry challenge on LINE app.
Standing on a bridge
Two doors by me, both are grey
Though dull, they are true.
I walk to one door
Inside is me, uncaring
Caged by depression
Walk to the other
Inside is me, too caring
Shaking, so anxious
Back on the bridge now
Torn by my cage and trembles
My mind split, twin hells
Being depressed is one thing, but depressed AND anxious? The worst kind of hell to be in...
To the past I dwell
These past few days I haven't been feeling well
I hope you're doing fine
cause even though ever since I fell
I'm the one suffering in this one heck of a hell
I still want you to be at peace and in complete harmony
Lightening and thunder
my favourite weather.
Sat upon my hellish throne
dad's bones litter my home.
I had him killed;
now I'm the hellish king...
Servants bow to me
it's as delicious as a delicacy
the way they beg for mercy
at the slightest mention of anarchy.
I laugh as chaos erupts, so abrupt
and they scream...
War is my ultimate favourite
riding, rising on tides of flame and meteorite.
The way they run blind to truth
that they'll never escape the enclosing roof.
Hell is now above as well as below
it was always eventually going to grow.
Lava burns through the cracked broken rock;
a barrage of meteorites sudden and severe lock
the unsuspecting people of Earth still.
"Between a rock and a hard place still?"
I ask from my throne of bones;
chuckling and marvelling at the hope humans hone.
Just a continuation to Anarchy that adds a little something to the original - Peter
The likes of you I can't describe,
Yet I love to eat between your thighs.
The melody you spake to me
Unfolds my greatest sovereignty.
I crave to quaff all of your spit,
And swallow every drop of it.
Don't cheat me of your tasty flesh,
Those bare and supple ****** *******,
Your eyes that follow my firm gaze,
While we kiss and lick and misbehave.
I need to feel each piece of skin,
Smashing girl and boy parts over and over again.
It's such a treat to eat you whole;
I'm obsessed with eating 19-year-olds.
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