Knawing,biting...
Feathers ruffling-
the Thorn God
smiting...
Right from left
Left from right
Perspective smiling
Upon wrong and right...
Blasphemous the dance
of lonely candles few...
Death to their light!
The lament of crows
conspiring on...
Deceiving their shame
As they caw insanity upon my name...
Their slit tongues recite...
Corrupting my words
to the flame
As I stand before
my earth-bed stone...
Weepingly whispered
the primrose pale...
"To the deaf recite the verse of bliss"
"Let the zealots witness"
"Your departure upon the altar of poets"
Fading light yearns to converse-
As I crafted my final verse...
©Raven
R