Mourning the Goddess of Shadows

Thee i worship... Oh goddess of midnight..
Nocturnal kiss of a rejected vanity,
Maleficent queen of chaos,
Now a ruthless dictator of a sickening nature,
Displays of a sadistic romance, a veiled retribution,
With the aching calls of inhuman flames reflecting the horrid error of our lusts,
A denied attempt at the throne, an empty, envious glance at what you evoked,
Through carnivorous loins, sweetly coated in the bitter sugar of a hungering guilt,
Washed violently in the whorish filth,
Painfully scraped into a repressing state of submission,
The seed calls out to his forsaken gorgon mother,
To once again breed the soil from whence he came....

poem by Jack Cropes
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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