"venged" poems
Kept hearing the ticktocks,
It is time to start my little game
Eyed the prey as he talks,
Hope he still remembers my name
At the dusky street,
Where I started what is planned
Took him long to accept defeat,
Pinned him until he stopped struggling on
the land
Took my blade and stabbed his orbs
Oh, what disgusting views it absorb!
These pair of eyes, I despise
For it was used to spy on my sister's
thighs
His sinful hands, I chopped
He heard how my sister begged but he
never stopped
These hands that traveled my sister's
pearl,
This is what I had witnessed when I was a
little girl
Lastly, his little shaft
I slashed it in half
This little thing is the reason why we mourn,
For she slaughtered herself with a baby unborn
She had commited the unforgivable sin
For she was sexually abused at the age of
fifteen
I stood up to desert the venue,
My dear sister, I have venged for you
Feb 13, 2019
Feb 13, 2019 at 1:53 AM UTC
Oh heart,
You have been in pain.
For all this time.
You ache everyday,
As the war goes on.
Fear thee not,
Thy scorn will be venged.
When your mate of fire.
Comes to your bend.
Fear not my love,
My heart of Desire.
Your love will come,
He will be engulfed.
In healing Fire.
May 13, 2014
May 13, 2014 at 9:51 AM UTC
Oh! This life, such a tug of war,
light one way, and dark another
a world without, and one within
a love for life, thrown into the din
Fuelled by rage, passed down by seed
each' folly a son of his own greed
circling our lives, is the smiling crow
the same end for all, yet a long way to go
The silent river, stands as ever trial
whispers in our ears, cant watch us burn
dreams of beauty, marred by actions vile
regret is no friend, yet it misses not its turn
He who laughs last, laughs not again
Venged by time, that healer of pain
Scars heal not, wail though in vain
A love lost for life, is a hate in gain
Dance you can but all for naught
for life had and has not been caught
it slips and slides, and plays the con
when all is said and done, life goes on..
Aug 16, 2011
Aug 16, 2011 at 4:57 PM UTC