a dark angel

there she stand looking out at her new life,

thinking to herself

“what is my purpose?”

“why shall I be put on this heavenly earth, if I play no part in thee?”

she knows where she truly belongs, she yells out to the sky,

“I do not deserve your generosity, your kindness!”

the aged penumbra now behind her ivory body

she so full of youth and astonishment

the dark nightfall can not take over her majestic beauty

the moon gazing down on her brightly lighten porch

the devious monstrosity lurking besides her

the raging torch fire now put out, the porch now quiet and faint

she guids herself to her royal sleeping place

her angelic white dress, dragging with her grace

she approaches herself in the lustrous mirror

she reaches for her red lace, she ties the lace in a faultless bow

the red complimenting her long, ebony hair

she now lay in the biggest sea of blankets

for she did not know he lay beneath her gentle body

the creature slowly pulling the loose bow

the lace parts from her ebony silk hair

the torturous tool now rests around her neck

she lay still, paralyzed by his tempting touch

he pulls, and she returns to her master

 

Reviews

[Jason]

Wow.....this is wonderful. Shocking and beautiful. It is full of emotion as It flows wonderful from the beginning to the end...., this is truly a work of art. Genius.

[John Morris]

Wow, I've read this through three times now this is intense, mezmerizing and one of the best poems you have ever written and that I have read on writer's cafe.

I can offer no advice to you as you need none, well done.

[Lydia]

Danggggg. Talk about surprise ending. Loved the imagery and the flow of things. Great job.

[Anjel]

the visualization is wonderful in this. as i was reading it i could see it in my mind. well done!