From Another World
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written for the Glenn Hughes contest sponsored by Robert James L,
I chose the song " from another world" listen to it.. if you havent yet... Its beautiful
When the moon unwraps electric rays,
reflecting honey-gold roses
from Freyja’s chariot,
emanating spellbinding jewels
merging with magical dreamcatchers,
I see the scatterings of fairy forests~
veiled with archaic, rusted runes,
lost in the tunes of forgotten time,
while this heart hears the
kaleidoscopic supernovas’ serenade~
silent songs of my faded skyline,
to the galactic gardenias
engraved with graceful longing…
“O beloved breeze
cover my aching silhouette
with crème brûlée crystals,
caramelized with clemency.
Here in the midst of darkness
amethysts glide amongst
lunar-kissed pages of twin souls~
unraveling a poetic canopy
of pillow-shaped clouds,
interlaced with everlasting elixirs.
For I stretch my fingers
to caress the air that whirls
above my cinnamon skin,
oblivious to the distance between
my glistening ink
and your platinum paper,
as sacred springs flow in sync
to the cosmic rivers
of immortal romance,
from a different era,
adorned with saffron synonyms,
where love is a lake,
healing all the bruises~
once caused by the brutal battles
from the sinister sun,
burning fragile flowers
swaying in seclusion…”
Now I refuse to rewind to
the poison that blemished~
pining peonies in
my once-written paradise,
and I refuse to waltz back
through the same searing storms
that caged my spirit…
I wish I were the dove
hovering above
the final dahlia in
your midnight garden,
blooming beneath the
wind that witnessed
how I lost my sanity,
when life trapped me
in trials of fears,
unspoken and unheard.
Tonight I call the raven’s wing
to sprinkle ashes of
deceased demons,
and ignite a copper lantern that
soars across the~
sea of swinging sapphires,
while angels listen to the
tears that tore my titanium psyche.
Yet I will move another mountain,
catch another fallen citrine,
breathe amidst the toxic turbulences.
Maybe I just want to feel the urge of
an unbreakable devotion.
I want to hear the whispers cruising~
across oceans of peacock pearls,
as I am not the woman with green eyes,
coiled in serpentine lies,
nor am I an angel,
wearing a hyacinth halo.
I am just a wanderer worshiping love,
like a stolen Valentine,
from another world, another Universe,
only in the blackness of splitting seconds
would these words be my armor.
Copyright © Ink Empress | Year Posted 2024
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