Six Lines/ A Pain Endours

She comes
as raven claw

Six Lines/ A Pain Endours

She comes
and she is felt
by mourning breath
along with silence
faceless shadows
serpentine desire

She comes
as raven claw
the huntress
the golden chalice
the holy torch
Unspoken vaticination

She comes
with wild eyes
lying heart
desperate intentions
Funeral grandeur
To ghost the innocent

She Came
And destroyed
Breaking Promises
Hiding her face
within her action
Laughing at his pain

Β  MB93
Β  2023
πŸŒ’πŸŒ•πŸŒ˜
Β  SMIB
Β  93/93

Published by πŸŒ™ Crescent Moons πŸŒ™

Poet, Author, Musician, Spiritual Alchemist, Magick

Leave a comment

Design a site like this with WordPress.com
Get started