wine and blood

in it, i've tried to comprehend the idea that intoxication lulls me into my past. a war. where redness of the wine reminds of the blood i lost

and yet again, 

i drown myself in a wine so strong.

and here again, my blood spills. this is wrong.

i dive into the redness of the wine.

i lose myself in the his eye, so divine.

i chant my prayers and all my hymns.

a sacrificial grant i'll make to Him.

and so i plunge deep in his gaze.

this feels so strange, what a maze.

you're an illusion.

my dream. my delusion.

and yes the redness is my blood. my own.

it hasn't yet spilled on the sacred stone.

and i scream in pain.

it's all in vain.

for my shouts are dulled by silence.

and i my screams are lulled in a trance.

my voice, it fades.

my eyes become hollow shades.

and my head then bleeds.

no, i can't bow so i must break.

for i've been betrayed by love, not hate.

so i break and break.

and shatter to pieces, 

not a leaf moved,

and not a bird cried.

i lay there still,

on the the dry leaves' frill.

and saw the autumn mist whirl and weep.

a refugee in it's wings, i'm in its keep.

and i dive into the wine, a bit mor deep.

and then and there the redness weeps,

the spring comes and off it sweeps.

not a single word was spoken,

and then and there satan's cruel curse was broken.

with the new sun, i rise,

after my intoxication's demise.

and then and there i know;

yes, i'm the wind;

invisible;

inaudible.

today i'm whole,

i'm invulnerable;

invincible.

and then and there i knew;
i dwell in the heights that man will never know.

Reviews

[Mina]

Gorgeous
I think this is one of your best xxxx
The whole imagery is like the story that creates itself
I love the title
The last twoo lines were just great x
Summed up the poem well x

[fatimah]

i'm glad you loved it. this was something i personally loved, as well =]