The Age of Poet Destroyer

A diamond in the Frost ... I am Emily, gazing through the years, Like Poe from rancid taste and dark smoke shadows Florescent waste escaping a decrepit yet dulcet wilderness Backward capabilities frontal verse, I am her the almighty universe Ascending from yesterday's fall, literally and visibly Swore to be everything you loathe most - a felicity of illusions You will dream of me, a parasite you can't get rid of Ripped open by paper and pen, rising to a new destination A Destroyer begging to be free in search of a tender rhapsody Blind by mediocre poets who tend a false nebulous star No longer, will I impart into defeat - give in to trophy trust The time of age, my allies whom I call my friends You are more than words on any God-Given-Day To those unworthy of me, can march away from my parade Crying wolves, backstabbing clones, long gone stones Each file is forgiven & forgotten, however, still trespassing Under a microscope, some remain to be a decade of lost words Grazing a forest-grown for old news dripping water on my belly No matter, after starvation, I found my way back to the same horizon Finding time and space among a new docile nation A buried treasure finding face among a fresh myriad generation With anchors up, I'm headed full force, against every secret endorsed I am the one you should not fear, I relish this wonderful community I am she mounted above all years worn rising like a newborn sword Forged by the earth summon by the pirate's moon political creed Ascending to a sweet ascension with the best kind of immunity With paper and pen, I sit to please and prosper my poetry need To you I leave --- Echoes of snow, numbing you with a poetic soul Love The Poet Destroyer