It was wrong to visit her place again
I wish I would’ve never come here
But it can’t be done
She can’t be ignored that easily
She haunts every bit of my ecstasy
And she saw me yes, she did
My presence in her blooded chamber
It’s the thing that she forbids
Back then under those twinkling and glittering stars
One thing I wished for and still I’m not truly sure
I felt a nightmare coming
I don’t want to sleep tonight
The night purposed me with colors
The thing it lacked the most
Blessed me with bleeding curse
That came with the cost
I felt a reflex, of pulling my hand from a flame
Even being the greatest murderess
No, she can’t be blamed
Saddest part is that she was the beauty and forever its slave
Her entire mesmerized hair got ashamed
I’ve miraculously fallen in love with a corpse
My soul was coming back to life
That kept decaying inside
And slowly the bitterness of love turned to sour
Sour turned to sweet
And despite of all my efforts
I finally yield and fallen to my knees.
Great piece of art!
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I have no idea of poems and all ..but your writing is …..deep connected. …..with your thoughts ….The feeling is mesmerizing when I read your poems
Great work …keep going ☺☺☺
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thanks alot whatever 😀
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