Muse

BluebirdBlack

Stripped,

plucked from the chrysalis too soon.

Basal ripped from thorax and

warped within your labyrinth web.


Smothered in magenta.

A flattered muse in the sky.

Walking amongst the angels.

Fresh to deceit like a bumbling lamb, who

relished every word that spewed into the beaten vase.


A new cocoon was on the horizon,

A cage built with sin.

Refusing to immortalise you,

the lamb should never have let you in.

  • Author: Rosalind (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: January 30th, 2020 20:00
  • Comment from author about the poem: Its a bit wordy. But had to get it out.
  • Category: Love
  • Views: 16
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  • Clara

    Had to read this a couple of times to take it in, it's quite complex on the outside but actually rather deep and compelling. Great read!

    • BluebirdBlack

      Thankyou. Yes it's very wordy haha, it's about an abusive relationship between a man a lot older than the girl. I'm glad you enjoyed it!! Thankyou for taking the time to read it! X



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