Slay My Dreams

I am the exiled angel screaming….
I’m not falling….I’m not dreaming…

I lost my golden wings at the sliver moon…
I chased hollow stars at the scarlet noon….

I’m perfect, …but my inner flaws are glorious…
You can’t trust me….but my words are meritorious

You can see me walking arrogantly on clouds…
I watched them dying and I wore the shrouds…

My sins flew with wingless demons…
My virtues are impure for petty reasons

My eyes are shining for dire sorrow….
My heart beats for the last tomorrow…

Hear me moaning for my lost dream…
Watch me dying while you start to scream

Watch my black tears falling from my dead eyes…
Watch me shooting an angel……see him falls and dies

Let goddesses teach me how to dance under the rain…
Let god show me the hidden meaning of gaining pain…

I wear my deformed pains…..they’re burnt and tight
I drink my cursed blood…..it’s my wine for another night.

Todays best new poem was written by Mahmoud Solman.

 

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