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Pale!

Updated on March 2, 2010

Tantric nights

give us the golden seed of life

and by a blind eye

she gives away the innocent child

Feel my soul

Destruction and wrath are mine

you have given away your child for

something less divine

a diamond in a jar

and all is fine.

A demon seed that sets you free

temporarily from perceived misery

now a child mother-less left in a vacant field

This mortal coil

I silently scream

know not the fruits it yields

your celebration, your dedication

for what? to what? to whom?

My love yields a solemn bloom

A dream, a vision,

an immutable illusion

I am here mother dear

humanity at the scarlet red door

swings on the hinges of forgiveness

forevermore......

Mother what did I do to you?

I still love you....

at 15 i know not what I wish

but only see

daily

your deluge of misery

cut-off from a wholesome cord

I watch you

enslaved by punishment

and still

ask for more

Alone my love stands an open door

as I watch you bridge and writhe on the cold floor

cover me momma

Truly I love you!

I know no more

Humanity is indeed sick

and weak

No longer do I question

why the King of mankind did weep.

Watch now mother

how I sleep......

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  • Joy56 profile image

    Joy56 7 years ago

    so enjoyed that, thanks

  • Moulik Mistry profile image

    Moulik Mistry 7 years ago from Burdwan, West Bengal, India

    Absolutely beautiful, loved it - keep it up...

  • agaglia profile image

    agaglia 7 years ago

    amazingly descriptive.

  • msorensson profile image

    msorensson 7 years ago

    Beautiful. Thank you.

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