Treasure Island

Rose Lu ( Bing hua )


Devil King


You’re my devil king
Your eyes glare like a knife
cutting away my heart

You are fearless
Wandering in my soul
Lights flashing ceaselessly
Singing at me round after round

You’re my devil king
Your eyes like arrows
Darting through my pride and disguise

Your battling fervor
Makes me find no hiding place
In your roses
Will I be injured again

You’re my devil king
Your blood, my poison
Your frost, my tear
You’re my devil king

My devil king
Together let me and you
Burn in the flames of roses


By Rose Lu (Bing Hua) Tr. Yuntian

Submitted: Thursday, August 08, 2013
Edited: Sunday, March 02, 2014

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  • Ed Nigma (2/17/2014 8:50:00 PM)

    A very subtle passion within those poem more passionate than what is on the surface. Nicely done, Allan Gerard~ (Report) Reply

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