2 Poems: Tainted Desire and 3
Now, again I'm no decent poet, but I just write things and don't get a meaning until after I write it (If there is a meaning in my poems at all) But hey, feel free to comment.
A figure so deep, so ghastly,
Twirling and flying in a mesmeric dance;
A dance that was one so heavenly,
Tainted upon site, into mesmeric trance.
Yet such beauty lay with a price,
Yet even with a moments pause;
A kiss would suffice,
To dark degree, gallows claws.
Once caught in the mesmeric trance,
Lay no life for those in height;
The feeding of within, the succubus swallow,
Lust a burden upon those who follow.
Not one, nor two, but three.
Three is there, I only see.
Not one, not two, only three.
One is enough, for one
Two is too little for the three,
Yet that three, such a perfect number.
Such sanity comes within three,
Unlike the insanity in one or two,
Alone, or confused, hungry and fatigued.
Three for comfort,
Two for sex,
One for madness.
Re: 2 Poems: Tainted Desire and 3
I donno if I caught the meaning behind these either to be honest. HOWEVER I really enjoyed them. I like the style of your writing, your vocab. And the way they made me feel in general.