Lilith

She stares the horizon away from civilization
And goes to the venture beyond destruction and creation,
She avoids traits and habits while taking her doll down the hill
And sees the trees dancing in the faery-bright forest.
Lilith, show me the bloody path to peace among the living,
Break the unreal and complexed streaks of pain in human minds.
My dear Lilith, am I just a child,
Having propelled nails in my heart,
Seeing loyal mirages in the system.
Lilith casts a cloak around the sun for the gazing ones,
Awakens the sea level to go higher and further
To heal the remnants of dying.
Circles of light are spilling around her being
While she stares in different eyes the horizon
And brings it back to our view.

Reviews

[G!o]

It is great to see that after all this time you still have your writing and style intact.. these are the types of poems that made me fall in love with this site. I love the title as it gives the poem a persona even before someone starts reading it. The development creates a capturing ambiance that makes me see this as a story. I love it.

[R.A. Youngblood]

Thank you so much!

[BorealPoet]

First day back on WritersCafe after years away and I find this?! I should really come here more often. The imagery in this was fantastic. The way that Lilith answers the request to "break the unreal and complexed streaks of pain in human minds" is probably exactly how she'd do it. As always, it's great to read another one of your pieces. Thanks for sharing this.

[Kim S.]

My dear Lilith, am I just a child,
Having propelled nails in my heart,
Seeing loyal mirages in the system.

I so love this part so much, This is one amazing write.

[Chris]

"Becoming" remains ever the challenge, the threat, the hope, the dream. Been awhile, how are you and those near?