Notes About The Poem
Written for " chaos in my heart" sponsored by Sara Jama
Malignant Memories
I trace bitter trials of
another Helios spark~
as a collapsed marionette,
barely seeing colors of clarity,
between onyx-glazed flames,
tangled in the hollow temple
carved in medieval calligraphies,
bleeding seething scars,
incensed with coiled confusion~
reverberating macabre voices
that thrum distant decays,
clouding inner dusk
with disoriented dandelions.
Yet heaven waits above
the impregnated wilderness,
its unlocked gates eager
to wrap me in cryptic clusters
of withered, cold oleanders,
poisoning my poetic pulse
with ceaseless critique~
as if
I am a sacrilegious sin~
no longer your muse,
but a blistering burden,
unmoved by the warmth
of frozen asteroids,
a gossamer blasphemy,
suffocating the spectral sighs
singing star-spun psalms
to the swan-soft skin
of the mythologized moon,
still plagued by malignant memories
of truth I once wore~
a frangipani on the fervent frills
of your milky-quartz dreamscape,
now a festering flicker
of bewitched demons,
a phantom ember
breathing elegies
for a dark romance
long deceased...
You'll remain my immortal camellia
soaked in the crimson
wet rush of raining silence,
oblivious to the ominous
odes etched to the cosmos,
mirroring chaos in my heart,
as every chamber within
homes glacial grief~
frost-clawed rivers
ferrying forlorn phrases,
stirring the air
that emanates triggers,
casting tiger-snake spells
from the slithering angst
of Medusa’s mourning mane,
turning midnight runes of my soul
into stone-rinsed sorrow,
cradled in the dust
of distress, forevermore…
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