Welcome to the realm of dark poets,
Where irony is religion,
Cynicism is fact,
pain is reality,
happiness obscure..
DEMO OF POEM :
Where irony is religion,
Cynicism is fact,
pain is reality,
happiness obscure..
DEMO OF POEM :
I charge XX$ per Poem.Nay, don’t touch me, don’t touch my sleep,
Allure me not, for you ignite within me,
Seducing my soul, leaving it incomplete,
Oh mythical goddess, don’t haunt me…
A moment of your presence, a moment of ecstasy,
A moment of silence, a moment of serenity,
A moment of darkness, a moment of religiosity,
A moment of demise, a moment of melancholy,
Your shadows, I chase on murky labyrinths,
In virtues, vice, my finite existence
The insane temptation now born within,
Free me from myself, my deadliest sins,
Nay don’t unite with me, for you slay me,
Virtual reflections echo and I bleed,
Go away; your breaths suffocate me,
You are all I crave for, all that I need…
You mythical goddess of memories, emerge into reality,
Sink into me, a journey of mortality to immortality,
Seducing my soul, leaving it incomplete,
Oh mythical goddess, don’t haunt me