I awake to a new dawn,
In which,
A siren's smile is the bridgeway
Of my dance;
How I crave,
To fulfill my fate!
Between a caress and a dagger,
I can only die,
Among my ashes;
Between a candlelight and a shade,
I can only draw the flesh,
That is nourished,
By my body;
The hatred comes up when,
There are better ways,
To soar the sky,
In which,
The being gets linked
With the red goddess,
In order to initiate
A ritual;
And now,
Just an herald will be able to shout,
The new Heaven's pathway.
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Author:
Poetae Opus (
Offline) - Published: July 20th, 2017 12:56
- Category: Spiritual
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Comments3
Nicely done. My soul is at ease with your words, thank you kindly sir.
Thanks for your comment.
where their is a will their is a way. kind of an old one.
And always there is a choice. Thanks for reading my poem.
May that pathway be filled with Joy, Love and Faith. Good write.
Thank you.
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