My jew’led, diamond heart has become a skull,
Sunken and hollowed—I close my sore eyes.
The darkness surrounds me but doesn’t lull.
Rain stick static—deep space pings—truth sans lies.
I feel a light descend, my worry dies
As it travels down the length of my spine.
It flares like the sun as my body flies
Through a vast galaxy named Intertwine,
Where the myths of the ages becomes wine,
Wrathless, pressed by vintage feet of God’s love—
It floods, beats life into this heart of mine—
An unfermented potion from above.
A message came through—to ignore is sin—
We must journey through the vast void within.
© 2025 Tristan Robert Lange. All rights reserved.
Tittu
Sunken and hollowed—I close my sore eyes.
The darkness surrounds me but doesn’t lull.
Rain stick static—deep space pings—truth sans lies.
I feel a light descend, my worry dies
As it travels down the length of my spine.
It flares like the sun as my body flies
Through a vast galaxy named Intertwine,
Where the myths of the ages becomes wine,
Wrathless, pressed by vintage feet of God’s love—
It floods, beats life into this heart of mine—
An unfermented potion from above.
A message came through—to ignore is sin—
We must journey through the vast void within.
© 2025 Tristan Robert Lange. All rights reserved.
Tittu
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Author:
Tristan Robert Lange (
Online) - Published: July 20th, 2025 06:37
- Comment from author about the poem: Form: Spenserian Sonnet. Meter: Iambic Pentameter.
- Category: Unclassified
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