Thursday, 3 June 2010

His Poison

He finally poisoned her with his darkened love,
a love that fed upoon misery and discontent.
He made her soul writhe in pain,
and her heart he filled with blood and tears,
and she found no hope, no shelter in a new dream.
Once her whole being eagered for constant content and rapture,
and they became her companions,
her eyes full of life and tearless,
and her heart, miles away from repudiation or desdain,
yet love finds jealousy for those who are happier,
and gives them a whithering rose
for them to keep as a token for their long-to-be suffering.
His love for her darkened her soul and her heart,
and he sustained on her tears to quench his thirst
and in her mournful cry and suffering to empower him, to rule over her.
He would embrace her painfuly,
he would whisper those words of venom in her ears,
tearing her soul and filling her veins with sorrow,
darkening her spirits in miserability.
He finally poisoned her with his darkened love,
for he is Love's sent one,
to inflict sorrowful pain upon those whose hopes and content are greater than life.
He shall then and hence fulfill his duty by gnawing at her heart, so broken and bleeding,
he would embrace her constantly, coldly and despicably,
and she shall find dispair as his companion,
for he is the one that contaminates the corners of her mind,
the one that condemns felicity with despicable repudiation and contempt.
Her whole being, lugubrious and darkened in love,
persisted in walking through the obscure paths of insanity,
which is thorny and full of laments that drowned her heart,
and took her out of her senses.
A smirk was drawn on his face, as he beheld her hovering about her sorrow,
her drowned in tears, submerged in a hopeless agonising feeling of life.
She gave in to the foul sentiment of insanity that possesed her,
and she took no heed of the day,
for this was no more, only a bleeding heart and torrents of tears,
and a complex sentiment of disgrace that became a constant sentinel.
He poisoned her,
anmihilated her heart... resmorselessly, painlessly for he was Love's sent one.


RQ
Moscow
15/5/10

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