The queen of darkness sits above
Upon her throne of pure black stone
Within the pyramid of sorrows
At the end of a winding road
Her skin the grey of snow at night
Hair the dark of the abyss
A gown of crimson from the blood of those wrongly slain
Perfect and terrifying in her immortal grace
The lonely sister with white hair and the fairest of skin
Clad in the blue of glorious midnights
And every time her sister hits her
The silvery tears speckle the sky to keep her company
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Author:
Azura Nightsong (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: July 25th, 2017 09:57
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WOW AZURA ~ Love fantasy Poems especially about SISTER MOON ~ I love her because she has such beguiling power. In my Mythology ~ The Queen of Darkness always opposes SISTER MOON because her light is always reflected form BROTHER SUN and the Queen and the SUN cannot co-exist. I love to bath in the rain in the moonlight it really makes you one with the Astral Dimension ! Love you ~ love the Poem ~ BRIAN (UK)
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