“I defy thee stars”
twinkling in the world so bright,
A showering of power and might,
Shimmering glow of sweet innocence,
Dismembered ember, distant progenitor of my destiny.
You protected my ancestors upon the sea,
Against fearful shadows and hateful memories.
Yet here I am, a product of your mystery
Alone, and seemingly without a guide,
Embarking on a journey without any at my side.
“I defy thee”
That eats away the known universe
Carrying ancient legends of heroic deeds
Of fearless, selfless men who dared to bleed,
That sends angel gods whispering to my ears
To escape the paradox of wanting to be free
Of wanting,
Of time in memorial,
like scattered flowers in rotting sun,
Still exuding a day of soft petaled love
Nested passion, fated kiss
On a cheek, on the lips,
in a garden,
Under a tree.
“I defy thee”
though your beauty reels me in
A siren’s sweet melody licking heart’s wound
Of sorrow simmering in torn silence
Waiting for your ancient fire, burning,
Wanting in beauty, drowning
Under a cold starlit heaven, weeping
In mass self-destruction, bleeding
Unheroic dreams, written at my own birth,
My house is crumbling,
A spinning light in a darkened universe
A failed perception of reality though I try
A burned path of old destruction though I cry
In the shadows of city lights
Old fears of broken social order
Are still fighting in the streets
like bodies falling to the ground
with rusted daggers to the heart
love is a paradox that is only tasted,
and sorrow a potion that “shall be endured”,
drunk with an eternal silence,
A lonely drop under the universe
Just a drop left
Just a drop left
For me.
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