John Arthur Poet Narrative

Paarthanox Pink

Paarthanox Pink


There was once a man 
who made a deal with the devil, 
losing both limb and mind. 
Whose thoughts once ventured uncharted dreams 
to discover and to find. 

Paarthanox Pink. 
Beneath a grave of stars doth thou sink, 
unto vistas of beauty, in its purest essence 
which dwell in labyrinthian luminescence. 
Where the soul of that dead man serves
in archaic damnations he deserves. 

The Sunsett City, 
once ruled by Paarthanox Pink, 
who sought unknown things no man could fathom to think. 
In his madness was he consumed, 
and so was his city doomed. 

In oceans of the sky,
Where he ventured to die,
The warden of the stars could not keep a leash
upon the myriad stars he had kept like fish.

♡Like0

Share Poem

---

Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.

Please Login to post a comment