The Web Poetry Corner - Sekhem Psikor Strecker - Blue Eyed Master
Blue Eyed Master
by
Sekhem Psikor Strecker
Darkness swallow me
To the valley of the vampires
With your cold, cold breath
Rid me of the sense of longing
For the true heart I own -
Not mine; forever lost in gasps
I wonder
When
Blue eyed master
Make your forces over-
Come me; dismember my bastard
Soul. Again, lock me
I love to hate love here
I'm happy
When
Blue eyed master
Is there a shackle
In the dungeons of lost freedom?
Is there a liar
In the folds of my breaking heart?
Is my breaking heart lies -
All the same in lost bright turmoil
I'm longing
When
Blue eyed master
Walking in darkness
Daylight vampires of deceit and
Love; sweet mixed cocktails
Rid me of the sense of longing
For the heart I own -
Not mine; forever away - here?
I'm hating
When
Blue eyed master