There once was a feeble loathsome king tainted with ugliness and hate a king of nothingness but rats in a sewer who lived under darkness spells and in the moonlit sky he would scream utter words of rotten hiss and pain as the sky above starts to piss with rain his eyes start to water with the salt of ache he will never start to bleed he paced his gates with his anger like fire paving in his thoughts he was outnumbered by his own he gazed in the stars christening with light he tripped his tail underneath the moonlight and drenched his life with a scent rich in death he stood up to his surprise was the sun to rise? It certainly had its glow did his eyes deceive? Or had he finally slipped insane? As the black in his eyes shrank from the white he could feel the scheme of fight loosen and erupt throughout his body he feels the infection he cannot see through the foreign light what in gods name is this hellish possession of passion the wind starts to die and noticed his blood has been drawn a new day starts through his veins he reaches in the energy to feel the enemy and to his surprise as he nears the numbing bright he is holding on to ruby red angel hair burning with heartache and entity she was so beautiful he did not want her to leave his site for all eternity she was scorned with life the storm of wicked delight continued in his dome as the small king thinks thoughts of obsess she embraced his hand it was felt up with needles and sin and pressed her lips to his disease infested face simply dancing these words to his flea rotting ear I love you flawless like a jewel and with great wings of a bird she fluttered like a butterfly into the heart of the sky as the sky no longer cries he stands so proud thick parasitic thoughts still cloud his mind but blinding a demon like sin to a cross he is so sick with love wondering if the angel will fill his lungs with tongue wondering if the silver lining of the sky is her will she ever come back he is so lovesick impregnated with her song her so simple lullaby of words I love you he murmured in the cold night excited seeds start to grow throughout his gloom feeling bolder , younger and older he cuts his skin to see the incision he likes to watch the cut placing the razor in the hurricane of his soul the frost runs through the flood of blood the smell evanescent and a bloody red rose sits like a flag on his bed waiting patiently to be wed days go by and thousands of roses more she still never comes comforting laughter in the corner of his mind knowing he created the sound his heart starts to pound with his delicate teeth he bites his time and now he is down on one knee please give me sanity he is so sick with love and vanity he is losing his vitality and feeling his insanity I suffer from this heartache he says while he engraves the words by the dozens in his mind she isn’t coming back and my bliss just will never be that night he died in his bed his soul levitated to the heavens while lashing with light his hand filled with a bouquet of the roses while the angel awaits in the clouds of mushrooms he ran through the sky and tripped his foot on his tail and spilled his bouquet she reached his tail turned him upright like his world he gazed through her eyes as if she was transparent I cannot see through such beauty he wept but he was so thirsty for her kiss she was even more radiant than he could remember she bent down and wiped his tear and kissed his lips to turn him to an angel of purity they rode off in love for all eternity
this was brilliant =) i'm not a fan of sappy type love poems but this one was beautiful.. you are a great writer
