When Dark Lust, Casts Its Gleaming Eyes On You and Me
When Dark Lust, Casts Its Gleaming Eyes On You And Me
When tears are sharp daggers that pierce a wounded heart
when within midnight terrors, this spirit staggers
ghastly beasts dine upon freshly torn body parts
as tragic love's flings its many poisonous darts.
When piercing cries, through moonlit night's echoing ring
when savage monsters, dance around rot and decay
as dead roses, their wafting aroma burns and stings
ghoulish monsters laugh, crown themselves as golden kings.
When dying moans, within blacken, deep bloody pits
when unholy hell, its gifts this world celebrates
are measures of life, and the dangers of deep hate
such is fodder for evil's grasp, at Hell's first gate.
When heart burns, with its embraced dark and wicked glee.
When dark lust, casts its gleaming eyes on you and me.
Robert J. Lindley, 2-17-2020
Darken Sonnet, ( A Look Into The True Darkness That Reigns On Earth )
Note: Composed as a prelude to the getting into the creative spirit
of the start of my writing of my Part Two of my Poe poem titled,
"The Hero, Raven, Poe And First Encounter, Part One" ,..
Copyright © Robert Lindley | Year Posted 2020
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