As women walk by, you stay when others run away
You ran towards me
The radiant light standing above all, as others flicker
You tower among them with your divinity

As you flick your hair flowing through the winds of time
Your vibrant hair radiates with elegance and beauty.

I cave to your every desire
because when I feel the presssence of your grace
I have already reached enlightenment

As dark as the abyss
Shedding no light
Only the sounds of the unbearable
As this buried axe deepens
Seething only pain
As this wound widens
This is hell
The illusion created by my own fragmented mind
As the internal wound worsens
Only wanting to be freed.

You are the light to my darkness
The blinding light in the dark nights
But you are the key to my cage
Once the envy runs within, the beast is unleashed.

You are the rose to my thorn
You may sting but you are irresistible to touch
All is worth in the presence of great beauty.

You are the goddess of my creation
The one who brings forth the light within
The peircing light that shall engulf the darkness
The one to bring me back from the edge.

We blossom as well as we wither
Blooming in the summer while decaying in winter
The warmth of the sun and as cold as ice
This is what frees us from the shackles of this plane.

This illusion created from within
Torments as we were in hell
Ravaged by a perpetual battle with the mind
Trapped in a cage of my own design.

Their is only freedom when one entinguishes the flame
The divine flame that we were given
And so peace sets in
This is true freedom. Released from the cage.

Once I saw a girl, she was as blinding as an angel
her passion too hot for any man to bare
she had the temper as ferocious as a beast
but hidden behind so much divinity
The twinkle within her eye were the stars in the night sky
it was like a canvas but this was her painting....her design.

Her smile would create life its self
gleaming within the souls of the many
she was the embodiment of the divine
she was as perfect as a goddess.

weak but powerful, frail yet so strong
men bow before the hallowed ground she walks upon
she wreaks havoc upon those who harm
but those she cares for are cherished in her everlasting presence
and so the white veil is lifted.

born from ashes
Risen from the flames
as the embers scorch within
we shall be reborn anew

as the flames cleansed us of our sins
we shall give life to hope
as despair extinguishes
joy shall rise once again.