Poetry – Scornful

You adorn me with a crown spun from your thorny lies. You blind my eyes with your acidic anger and destroy my heart with a spear made of words. You crucify me with your arrogance and leave me erect with your seduction. Your ridicule cuts me deep as your avarice bleeds me dry. I am …

Poetry – The Crimson Bed

Once I saw a horrid face, who stood in my path, a crying face so sad. A wave of guilt and misled anger is knit upon its face so ugly- Tangled threads obscure my sight to something much more lovely. Twitch in pain as tears ran freely from sunken eyes so sad and dreary- Knitted …

Poetry – The King and his Cane

I am naked He smiles I am shivering He grins I am alone He snickers I am scared He laughs Terror, fear and apprehension – I am in his submission. Amazement, surprise and distraction – I am awed by his presence. Grief, sadness and pensiveness – I feel his disapproval. I sulk before him – …

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