Darkness

My heart is heavy
in mourning
suffocating
begging for air

He let satan deceive him
played God to murder
with his bare hands

His own will
took an innocent man’s life
in the name of justice

My soul is saturated
with despair
Father!
Have mercy on us!
Forgive us
as we sinned against
You!

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Cassa Bassa

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Cassa Bassa

Gemini

The man in a suit, you are, so composed and strong

She trusts her life with you

The beast on the other hand, you too, untamed and utterly wild

She scratches and tastes coppery delight

This poem is inspired by The Fragrance Writer Jay Bleu’s original post Reflection Man

Sage

The Living Poetry prompt – Name

Sweet citrus floats on woody pine
Ageless wisdom abundant and fine
Golden dreams rest in your smile
Elegant green rope dresses up your crown

Midnight

Passing midnight anything goes
The wolf says
He is a cheeky bugger really
Amusing most of the time
And sometimes he makes you blush
Wish you can just flip your apron to cover your eyes
But that will be indecent to show your buck naked body
Grandma was right
Girls should never cook wearing nothing
I thought it was just the oil splatters
Now I know it is more than that
The wolf passes midnight is the real worry here

Vampire

Your blue hands lace around my ankles like the velvet poison ivy climb towards my throat

Your face is more anemic than the winter moon

Your fangs are slivered branches protruding to beg for my life stream

Your inky orbs absorb my soul into one to rule the dark world

Photo by Ivan Siarbolin on Pexels.com

Cause and Effect

Why did you deny my talents
I once believed I was a nobody
trapped in my own sanity

Why did you lie about my characters
I was despised by my inner circle
to be an unforgiven failure

Why did you steal my peace
I was terrorised by your pure presence
and poisoned by your every word

Why did you betray your flesh and blood
I was entrusted to your care and protection
in a world that was already cold

Why did you twist a knife in my core belief
I looked into the mirror and saw a shattered self
distorted by your snare

“Hurting people hurt people”

 

Painting by Virginia Bucknell, you may see more of Virginia’s paintings via: Art Lovers Australia  Weebly   Instagram