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Infernal Romance
Let me paint for you with hellish art
This image of a journey now to start!
Across the wilds of limbo's mists
The place of purgatory unremitting,
Unrelenting in the cold air thereof
I found the place of fire and old ice!
By hot hail and of sleet ever kissed
Where tall mountains tower sitting,
Quaking in the act of infernal love
And human souls seem tiny as mice.
Beyond that place, past a pallid gate
Lies a distant world that none name,
Revolving around an ebony black sun.
A guardian exists at that threshold!
Those who venture there are too late
For none return past frost and flame,
Once they seek what cannot be won.
I passed the guardian, my spirit bold!
Only one of my kind can enter there
All else would be consumed by horror,
And things that wait to tear and claw.
The god, the goddess I serve showed me!
Why it is that mortals must so beware
And why they cannot pass the far shore,
Their words would fail at what I saw.
Humans are prisoners of bound destiny!
The divine one I love unbound my will
Undid me from the tapestry of the fates,
Cut the strings that hold people back.
They taught me how to transcend all!
In the place beyond I felt not ice's chill
Nor fire's burning that nothing so sates,
As I walked beneath that star so black.
On that world beyond a formless wall!
Show me wonders and teach me more
My love, my divinity, and I will say on.
I will make a symphony of your magic,
To which worlds will one day dance!
I am damned, I am the Devil's whore
Drunk on blood, of madness set upon.
Happy to be lost, my fall is not tragic,
I live for my infernal god's romance!
This image of a journey now to start!
Across the wilds of limbo's mists
The place of purgatory unremitting,
Unrelenting in the cold air thereof
I found the place of fire and old ice!
By hot hail and of sleet ever kissed
Where tall mountains tower sitting,
Quaking in the act of infernal love
And human souls seem tiny as mice.
Beyond that place, past a pallid gate
Lies a distant world that none name,
Revolving around an ebony black sun.
A guardian exists at that threshold!
Those who venture there are too late
For none return past frost and flame,
Once they seek what cannot be won.
I passed the guardian, my spirit bold!
Only one of my kind can enter there
All else would be consumed by horror,
And things that wait to tear and claw.
The god, the goddess I serve showed me!
Why it is that mortals must so beware
And why they cannot pass the far shore,
Their words would fail at what I saw.
Humans are prisoners of bound destiny!
The divine one I love unbound my will
Undid me from the tapestry of the fates,
Cut the strings that hold people back.
They taught me how to transcend all!
In the place beyond I felt not ice's chill
Nor fire's burning that nothing so sates,
As I walked beneath that star so black.
On that world beyond a formless wall!
Show me wonders and teach me more
My love, my divinity, and I will say on.
I will make a symphony of your magic,
To which worlds will one day dance!
I am damned, I am the Devil's whore
Drunk on blood, of madness set upon.
Happy to be lost, my fall is not tragic,
I live for my infernal god's romance!
Published 12th Jul 2022
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13th Jul 2022 00:51am
Hello Camila,
Your writing is very powerful it reminds me of the supreme power of a woman and the courage to tread where the man fears to walk. The last part is very inspiring and speaks of self-confidence and becomes a guiding torch. My love and hugs. I don't know if you have a descendant from South Asia.
Keep up the high spirit.
KS
Your writing is very powerful it reminds me of the supreme power of a woman and the courage to tread where the man fears to walk. The last part is very inspiring and speaks of self-confidence and becomes a guiding torch. My love and hugs. I don't know if you have a descendant from South Asia.
Keep up the high spirit.
KS
13th Jul 2022 1:13am
True Brilliance Camilla. If this was seemed as boring to any when read, that's a lie. From the start, each line makes u wanna look forward to the next line.
