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Death May Never Come (For Some)
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Dark Poetry Mind and body,
die away.
Shaking oddly,
wind shall sway.
Swept up among,
the shallow sky.
Rain too young,
eternity’s cry.
Hold me close,
till storm may pass.
Make the most
of us at last.
Oh, at long last,
we shall be free.
Forgotten past.
Fly gracefully.
In the moment,
sun shall rise,
heaven sent,
no compromise.
But then, all over,
suddenly.
The heavenly clover,
not to be.
Fall to knees
and beg your life.
“Please let him be.
Seize my strife.”
Arms grip around,
a sullen being.
They lie to ground,
so not to see.
The dark, cold eyes,
of fate’s new face.
Sending lies
of human race.
“Foolish girl,
why your plea?
Love unfurled,
will never be.
When shall you see,
this act of fate,
is that, of me,
your transfigured hate?”
“You lie Dark Lord!
You try in vain…”
He pulled the chord
and showers rained.
Soaked to bone
with thy lover’s life.
Apart to stone,
to test thy knife.
I live so on,
to now and then.
Thoughts of con,
like fox to hen.
Seeing the blood
flow from his lips,
the endless flood,
as his life slipped.
Still haunts my mind,
disabled drop.
No button signed,
to make it stop.
I lived, he died,
and memories stay.
Still deep inside.
Still locked away.
He speaks no more,
to me at night,
because of the Lord,
he sought to fight.
I remember the speech,
all too well.
The Lord’s lesson to teach,
cold, living hell.
He said to me,
clearly amused,
“I think I’ll see,
you better abused.
To live, is mindless,
and I’d like to think
myself as heartless.
So shall you sink.
Bend thy forehead,
to my kiss,
and your mind’s bed,
shall grant thy wish.
For it is great
to die by hand,
under me, to sate,
this apparent disband.
At his final word,
he glanced upon
my lover’s world,
our broken bond.
“I shall never
bow to you!
Eternity, forever,
I shall leave these dues.”
And with my stance,
set this place.
He stood, entranced,
smile on face.
“I have thought,
of a destiny,
for you, remain caught,
within misery.
You shall not die.
No, but reluctant built.
You shall live in eye,
of endless guilt.”
At parting dusk,
he cleared away.
The mourning musk,
around me stayed.
So now, you see,
I live on cold,
empty fees,
as I grow old.
I wait to die,
yet, I’ll never cease.
For inside lies,
an immortal beast.
