#commedia
obsession is just a word
for a seducer's demise
the love for the prohibited
is too tempting not to try
electricity on my vein,
the gaze upon his eyes
makes a rebel wanna bite,
in a show,
to feel alive
burn in hell, God!
to serve is a sin
i shall deny
since thy perish
the unforgiving
and burn them alive
so sorry for my party,
but how can you be divine?
if your existence was made
for mortal sanity to strive?
if i've been on an act for all my life
will my memory be shattered?
will I cry laughing at His pride?
for this is the mocker of the sinners,
the laughter box of their lives
death is near, but I’ll keep going
always known of all my lines
Oct 21, 2024
Oct 21, 2024 at 11:14 AM UTC
I never saw the scarp begin
Nor the haunted planes of gold;
Forlorn, I watched the waves move in—
How their snow-laden peaks enfold!
And without the call of tri-formed reefs—
Echoing mosaic-to-mosaic shore—
I would not have seen the heart therein,
Nor the light henceforth bestowed.
May 5, 2023
May 5, 2023 at 2:13 PM UTC