Y sneak from behind the woods ?
when your lady
waits on the Road
the road through the Woods..
on the dark road
With the door open.
Open though for you,
the worst of the World
the dust, the heat
burn her, haunt her
trickle the blood
of Lust, of Pain..
Oh sweet dilemma ..
that honeyed Torment
sitting on the Edge
the sceptre of Vengeance
thy arrows through me
So killing
so craving
so moving
so yearning
that butterflies Fly away..
When she goes down
and dies her Heart out
The dragons shall Sneak in
and
the Woods shall Burn…..
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Some things relieve u when they are expressed out…..the woods,the lady,the blood,the dragons,the sceptre,the vengeance,the arrows,the honeyed torment,the sweet dilemma…….gr8 stuff,,,,,,wish it was just stuff……..
keep posting!
Let lunatic die for seductive choices…lithe of literature is not important what matters is the flow of sequence n expression of thoughts.
good one…
Continuing the thought of ‘19 strings to bliss’, there ARE some things…so good, that the very sound of it resonates through the soul,….try as one may, through multiple re-reads with multiple angles, by the end, there’s nothing left to do, but this inexplicable and unsatiable want to jump up and shout “Eureka! Eureka!”
The message may be lost on lesser mortal ears, but there is something in it that exudes paramount beauty….almost to make even animals sway with their inner voices.
Bravo.