Manic Man Poem by shokat ali habib

Come o prince of darkness and dungeon deeds
thou manic man of mean melancholy madness

twisted in the heart of dark and deadly disease
why dost thou fear the dark deeds done darkness

thine hands scream of hate in the blood of hell
thou sleepest not thine eyes seest dark daggers of death

sleep no more echoes in the evil of your eyes
evil edged in thine dark deadly devils ways

dark death in the breath of dark desires
art thou now married to thy deadly depression

where the silent spirit slumbers not seeking
peace ceases in the heavy heart of utter harm

to cease and be not in the fiery flicker of furnace
alas my love is lost in lonely searching perfumes

cleanses and perchance return to passionate nights of amor
to lie twined in the soft silk song of dulcet death

ah duncan no more art thou the devil of mine destruction
the destroyed has devastated the love of my desire

death twined in depression of dark deception
shameless stalk in mine shadow and sans sanity

wild woods whistle not but bedeviled move
in silent search seeking to satiate bloody thirst

blood of the bold beast being borne beg of dark seeds
the power that polluted the principles of poverty

alas the river of magestic madness shall flow in mine
unshackle thee and thrust thee to nothing not ever

bewitched torn and tattered tortured in rags
shall thee cease crippled in the crib of thine ambitions

evil can only beat evil and devils deeds die in destruction
dire is the being destroyed dejected to live not yet live

screams shackled shatter in the eye satanic stupor storm
heavy heart yearns to sigh and cease but dark deeds dare not

groping for life death welcomes darkness into dark dungeon
o dark prince wherefore art thou dark don of dungeon death

her perfume hath poisoned my perfect pious paragon poem

BY HABIB
KENYAN