The Seven Deadly PoemsA Poem by Alice.H.AustenI want you to try and figure which verse alludes to which sin... its fairly easy but I enjoy writing things that people have to think a little bit about to work them out.There are cracks in my walls that she don’t have There are spiders webs decorating my roof that she don’t have My paintworks starting to run, hell I thought I was pretty once Now I’ve got smaller chandeliers and warmer wine. There are moths in my closets that she don’t have And her carpets are finer than mine. It burns a hole in my soul, guiding my hands to clutch and snatch At the colours of the coins shining in the corner of my eyes It pulls at my heart this tantalizing gold that grants power to the poor It rips through my life in expensive cars and feather boas Pulling me to Dior and Versace, till I have more than all of you A greater amount to rot away in golden safes. Sugared sweets and tasteless figs sit on silver thrones Near my table lie arrays of cutlery piled high time after time A guard of grapes and chocolates protect my castle of red velvet Goblets of intoxicating drinks with laces of salt crown my heartbeats The battlements kept faithfully by aging cheeses and blue tinged moulds They watch over the insatiable needs that gnaw within my bones Molten gold and fire rushing through cavernous veins Pulsing with a desire to maim, a cunning wish for ill flushing my skin Peeling my armour back to reveal the heartless depth of my revenge Caressing every sullen thought and letting them feed my lungs Cruel kindness relieves my pain while tearing at your waiting lives My mind cuts deeply, designing perfect downfalls. I had a lot of love for life you see, till the drink slowed my hands Now the comfort of dark rooms in the height of summer warmth calls to me ‘Come lie, come sleep, come wait’ they cry to my heavy lidded eyes. My dampened reserve has fallen into wasteful days and slow movements The small pills that make me dream while awake steal my time away Sedated leisures cover me in a softened haze. I walk untouchable floating past your little, grotesque life Under the camera flashes, I shine with the gloss of a royal queen Achievements glow like the lights of the Parisian world alongside me Centred in gold plated auras I run with the best and powerful, unlike you I take large steps through stores selling grandeur and splendour in pitchers Success lies like a perfume around my neck. Raven locks and ocean eyes that invite me to drown in them Coveting the way his hands rests on her hips with an air of want, I watch Brushing past him I yearn for the closeness again, the feel of this skin on skin Sculpted chest and chiseled jaw that captures, rivets my vision, stealing my focus You steal innocence like a pickpocket, slipping glances down my neckline and waist Ripping the desire to breathe far far away, replacing it for you © 2018 Alice.H.AustenAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorAlice.H.AustenNew ZealandAboutI am a young writer, with a insatiable passion for telling stories and creating characters. I delve into fantasy, history and crime with my writing... I'm working on a publishable novel privately bu.. more..Writing
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