Their darkened wings colliding in the midnight sky2
A black brick avenue sparkles in the brilliant moonlight3
Framed by grey cement walls with symbols on the right4
Winding in a rhythmic S pattern echoing an eerie fright5
Standing on top a charcoal colored gloom ridden mountain plateau6
Behind cloaking mysts of fiery clouds, lay an ancient chateau7
Wrapped in desolate energy of sorrow, like a worn manteau8
Like a phoenix rising from burnt ashes flew a moth-winged bateau9
In the blink of an eye, the heavens opened it’s vast door10
Briefly exposing other worlds through infinite corridors 11
Sliding on a pallid rainbow came a blazing red hand to explore12
Exiting the corridor, lightning flashed & acid rain began to pour13
And metamorphosis into a young woman, any man would adore 14
Blindly stumbling through life, stuck in misery’s routine15
Hypnotized with diabolical intent from pretend queen16
Reaching deep inside of me with tentacles of the unseen17
Hollow, empty eyes mesmerize with their dancing orbs of green18
Vacuumed into a spiraling illusion, now ravaged by internal wolverine19
Ghastly demons hauntingly taunt, and feast on my spirit cuisine20
Completely entranced by Sigil de Diabolical, my eyes turned to glass21
And motor skills slowed to the rhythm of unknown instrument of brass22
Waves of utter intoxicating insanity crash within me, from head to ass23
Disillusioned into perpetual loss of faith, mind becomes one big razor jawed morass24
A soft flutter resounds, every nerve ending malfunctions from Sigil’s harass25
The sky opens & blackened crackling arrows of energy savagely descend26
Followed by the living moth craft speeding at us, as I now comprehend27
Scooping us up, Sigil transforms into the fiery hand as we begin the ascend28
Decayed fingernails reek of morbid magical powers, truth I now apprehend29
Streaking through the maze of esoteric madness, arriving at my new confines30
Hypnotic state gone, panic surfs the tidal wave of sinister, toxic malign31
Imprisoned in a flaming gilded cage of engulfing discord, and unblemished design32
Time stands still in the unending, all consuming torture chamber of nether world33
The mysterious vast door springs open, as God’s fallen angels battle in Sigil’s whorl 34
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~~~~~~~~~~NOTES~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~35Word definitions:36
1) manteau: A lose cloak, coat, or robe37
2) bateau: A flat-bottomed boat with raked bow and stern and flaring sides38
3) Sigil: a sign, word, or device held to have occult power in astrology or magic 39
4) morass: a situation that traps, confuses, or impedes40
I wanted to challenge myself with something new and different and thus the 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2 lined rhyming verses41
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I hope all is better w/ you, Monica, & your other daughter. Things are healing w/ mine. Peace & light- Syah xoxo
While the lighter aspects of my personality tried to hide in some corner, the darker ones jumped around in joy jeeringly...also loved the picture, reminds me of the black-red-grunge stuff I do when I'm in a bad mood. Excellent write, I honestly loved it.
