On a naked caprice

Poetae Opus

Overlooked by a red Goddess,

I’ve been invited

To reveal such a sun,

Which is hidden

In my purple veins;

 

What a wild dance,

Shaking off an angel’s oath!

 

What a freaking wolf,

Howling in the climax

Of a Dionysian Festival!

 

Whereas all bodies join

Their fragrance,

Through their blue sweat!

 

And the blood becomes

One with the Whole,

 

Which gives birth

A soft laughter,

 

So Love cannot be deceived,

By oneself’s chastity;

 

What would be more pleasant,

Than any dream come true?

 

What would more liberating,

Than any emotion break free,

 

In which not even a hero will resist,

To look over his scratching reflection?

 

So patient,

My heart remains,

To nourish the fantasies,

This world pertains,

 

Whereas no longer a wasp will

Be able to spread

His poisonous sting,

Among the herd;

 

So calm,

My eyes foresee

The future,

 

And they remind me,

That even the smallest creature represents

A life,

Which is about

To become,

 

So Destiny is not

A mere Choice,

We all make up;

 

It is the life itself,

We all choose,

To dwell in,

 

Whereas flesh and bones nurture

Our Own.

  • Author: Poetae Opus (Offline Offline)
  • Published: May 1st, 2018 15:26
  • Category: Spiritual
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  • onepauly

    we cannot change the future.
    we can only pretend we can



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