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Duality Flaw

deep within my id
darkest secrets that are hid
mysteries just as grim
others keep obscured within
is it the bane of all
answer the wicked call
into the pit of serpents
shall we fall if not repent

whence came this seeking
of such bleakness
I don’t recall
a choice to fall
wicked visited at midnight
upsetting a reverent plight
was I evil from the start
deception in my heart

conclusion I have made
we’re all as black as spades
equally pure as fallen snow
divergent paths to go
continual fight twixt the two
no repose until life’s thru
duple-powered creatures all
duality is our flaw

©dorianna

Prison Walls

This is every young girl’s story who had to endure sexual abuse at the hands of a trusted man, be it her natural father, stepfather, or another trusted relative.

I watch the shadow of a man
confused, I do not make a sound
I look around to search for mama
she is no where to be found

does she hide-a-way deliberatelyprison walls
pretending everything is fine
that within these lovely walls
there exists no malefic crime

stealthily he leans across my bed
his words are soft; his body hard
the innocence of a child is lost
body, mind and heart is scarred

there are no words ever spoken
concerning his malevolent deed
mama lowers eyes and covers ears
whenever I beg her to give heed

for many years I am his prize
until of age I could rebel
freeing myself from my tormentor
though still imprisoned in his hell

the memories are my torture
relived at night; my prison wall
silent sobs plead for freedom
to raise my eyes and stand up tall

©Dorianna 2013

Double-Sided Tongue

the vile tongue of hypocrites
does comprehend soon enough
a despicable tongue is double-sided
turns to bite back in due season
there is no respect among the diabolical

fiendish deeds are like a mirror
one’s acts repeated upon the evil doer
he does come to know in darkness
full recompense for his injustice
he weeps in sad regret too late

©Dorianna

Damnation

visited the old house today
long neglected but won’t go away
once lovely rose garden hiding crimes
a haunting forest of tangled thorns abandoned
in all this time the ivy vine entwines
like a new owner on a rampage
trying to conceal the ghostly screams

the empty walls have no muffling
still whispers mock with dirty secrets
reminders of scars clawed upon my soul
so many skeletons these walls hold
closets filled with evil laughter
we tried so hard to hide
the terror buried deep inside

till these walls have died
every brick and mortar crumbled
secrets rise at midnight
with a mighty rumble
to dance an evil celebration
of the soul’s damnation

©Dorianna

 

 

 

The Beast Stalks

Afflicted is to feast on those who peddle flesh
Evil is to feast on the unsuspecting innocent    

Afflicted is to cry out with a plea for help
Evil is to prey without mercy upon the helpless

Afflicted is to let what is truth be unveiled
Evil is to conceal rather than reveal

There exists man afflicted with disease
There remains a beast who devours whom he pleases

Would one desire the beast to befriend
Demise to the heart the soul’s fateful end

Trophies of the fallen collection of hearts
Fatal wounds by the beast with poisoned darts

© Dorianna 2012

A Demon’s Mirth

 

Invisible fingers holding down
wet sensation losing ground
is this a dream is this real
tangible intangible ethereal
sucking out vacuum deep
bleeding passion body weeps
fills the chamber expanding wide
exciting flesh deep inside
explosive eruption heaven and earth
perfected pleasure a demon’s mirth

© Dorianna 2012

 

Trespasser of the Dark

She sneaks into my hearth
to rob the drippings of my brush
animated images ~ my life and loves
stalks my inner sanctuary
seeking glory for herself

She must have no conscience
hollow with no heart or soul
nothing to draw up ~ bloodless veins
she drinks instead from mine
as a trespasser of the dark

 

Her deception is transparent
thief of my sensual syllables
she can only buy the superficial
the images I paint with words
will never lend her my soul

Trespasser of the darkness
behold the plight of the deceiver
man’s glory is only a facade
illusional accolades ~ momentary
prevarication is always unveiled
the reaper will collect his toll

© Dorianna 2011

Wicked Hypocrite

Oh wicked woman
hiding behind the guise
of embracing love for all
threatened by another presence
seeking her friendship under
false pretenses. get away
stand not before her in
your hypocrisy

Claiming your wisdom
attempting to be her advisor
who made you judge
your experience is miniscule
in comparison…your wisdom
facile… value of self paltry

The targeted other does not deceive
did not seek your friendship
will tell you to your face
she has no interest in you
you quested friendship she accepted
in order not to denigrate you

You made your snide remarks
you showed your lack of class
you stalked and copied after her
She has no jealousy for you
you cannot compare to her integrity
or the value of her self-worth

© Dorianna 2011

Ravenous Beasts

ravenous beasts rise              religion
to condemn & consume          

demons in garb of angels
self-proclaimed judges

possessing no pathway
to the true universal father

denouncing sensual gifts
of the benevolent creator

for self-esteemed superiority
seeking the glory of men

© Dorianna 2011

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