Dark Love Poem by Ofentse Mercy Hajane

Hell burns
My heart is diseased,
But all I could think of is your dark eyes.
Pouring out from them was terror,
my promise,
my undying love…

A mirror world we live on.
My flesh stuck unto the burning doors of your heart.
Like hell,
It would torture my soul.
In the middle of the darkness I stood,
Mutilated by love so evil
Even the devil fears it.

A pot of gore stood from your kitchen.
Like thick soup ready to serve me my body parts,
My fingers curled up like macaroni,
My eye stood on a plate like a meat ball,
Flaps of my ears like greens of lattice.

Seeing your demonic beautiful face,
It's what I limp towards everyday
Your eyeless sockets jolt a sensation no mortal could ever know.
Just musing at them,
Makes me wonder,
Is there a goddess of beauty?
If yes,
She dwells in your mangled body of pain.
After all we've been through
I realize I Love you like I could not love a god


My darkest pleasing vision
Was of you and I,
Over the horizon
Dragging our stone dead contorted bodies
Up the mountains of chaos.
To muse at the setting of the red bloody sun.
And hope it set not forever,
For we still have much to do
Much to hurt
And minds to scare

Above All...
... We still desire to Love Each Other To Death...

I literally mean " To Death"


By Ofentse M. Hajane