The angels call me
When they feel me die,
The devil chains me
So I’m unable to fly.
I’m stuck in the grey
Between black & white,
As I don’t know which side
Feels quite right.
The voices call me
But they’re in my head,
The demons cling on
As I’m keeping them fed.
Maybe I’ll go to limbo
As my life is a contradiction,
I’ve two people inside me
Both are my crucifixion.
I change within seconds
It’s a funny switch,
I go from heart of gold
To ice cold bitch.
I’m constantly lost
Battling both inside,
I guess when I die
I’ll just sit on the divide.
K
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Brilliant piece, milady..
I absolutely love it…
I like your tattoo!
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Haha thank you, and one of many x
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Well, thank you for that!
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Powerful
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Thank you lovely x
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Amazing. I have to give you credit.
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Aww thank you xx
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It’s not who we are that decides our fate but whose we are.
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Exactly thank you x
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Most welcome.
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Wonderful. Evocative.
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Thank you x
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Thanks for more quality inspiration. A lot of dreams for many artists to catch
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Fucking love this.
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Thank you xx
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The grey in between black and white sooo good 😊
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Thank you xx
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A good day … start and end with you
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thank you x
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Let me start this tale
By saying first
There are dragons
And there are dragons
Western dragons
are portrayed as evil and monstrous
Many later day philosophers
have made more than a few Ph D’s
Describing the cultural psychoses
that would lead an entire civilization
To such conclusions
Eastern dragons are portrayed
as primal energy beings
But are often almost comical to look at
Then there are dragons . . .
Long slender sleek
They move like water
They move like wind
And you can not really see them
If they do not wish it
Now there are any number
of dragon posers
And you can always tell them
By the sulphur on their breath
And the fake wings . . .
This is not a story about such
This is the story of the Angel and Chyfrin
she spoke thus
> Even here in this cold dark pit
> Sometimes I feel the warmth of the sun
> And I try climbing out of here
> My wings need sunlight to heal
Chyfrin leans back and considers
He looks to the sky
Every creature follows his gaze
Most quickly look away
In that they hate the Light
None expect it as his roar
Permeates the fabric of the living rock
And all fall back as he leaps toward the sky
Clawing
Flapping
Lifting by sheer force of will
He ascends the volcanic chute
Most fall back
But one of the guardian demons
Still at a distance
challenges
‘Dragon
Cease!’
Chyfrin calls
‘I know you not
Nor have a name by which to call you
But stand aside
or you will not like what happens next’
The demon issues smoke
Twin laser cut through it
The demon
causes the stones to fall
Rock meets titanium scale and diamond
skeleton
Rock loses
The demon calls out
‘Cease!
I am not allowed light here’
Closer now
The dragon says
‘Impede me at your peril’
The dragon has not hesitated
The demon vaporizes a microsecond
Before the dragon reaches it
Chyfrin is singing a song
A lost song filled with lost chords
It is part of his ascent
The far fissure
Whips by and he is above the earth
Still ascending
Then the sun strikes him in the full
And he opens his wings to their fullest
Now as it turns out
The underside of a rainbow dragon’s wing
Can be very reflective
And holding himself above the world
By force of will he
Gathers the full spectrums of Light
on the undersides of his wings
He gathers the low thudding infrareds
All the colors of the rainbow
Gathers the saber toothed ultraviolets
Gathers frequencies that can not be named
And squeezes them into a coherent beam
The sizzling beam shoots straight
As only light can travel straight
Piercing the gloom of the pit
The light column strikes the bottom of the abyss
thundering
Scattering the dark minion
Save one
The bent figure of a fallen angel
Many are the tales of her transfiguration
And all are hard to believe
But none doubt the sheer wonder
Of this tiny phoenix
Lifting from the Depths . . .
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Hello, wow now that was an interesting and brilliant written read, please tell me you have published it somewhere. Thank you.
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Nope, I will admit it is an archive file but your work brought it to the surface of my thinking, may I interact with some of your other work?
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Ohh lively I can’t wait to read x
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in your service m’Lady
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Thank you x
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I might need to re-blog this! I’m strugling to write something myself last couple of days and this is absolutely brilliant….
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Aww that’s fine and much appriciated
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Shared it. Keep up the poetry flowing!
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Thank you xx
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Very powerful words…
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Aww thank you xx
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You’re welcome!! 🙂
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Perfection! My favorite poem of yours. The ending line and everything in your poem calls for a decision of ‘in the end I choose no side but myself.’ Brilliant work. 🙂
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Aww thank you, I’m happy being in the grey and to sit on the divide x
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See…this is poetry at its best. You are incredible. 🙂 I’m glad and thankful to have you as my poetic friend. 🙂 Thank you for you always being you. 🙂
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Not a problem, my book will be released next week yay c
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What??? Your releasing a book? Will this be your first book? or second book? Also, will your book be distributed to Amazon or Barnes & Nobles or both?
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This my first book, look at my new post I’ve published on here, it’s available x
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Compelling!!
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Thank you xx
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