Evita Velvet


The Children Of Aran - Poem by Evita Velvet

Two drops of honey
Into the mouse trap of the barley
Interventions of the sedated bunnies
Isolate and traumatize the libertines

Beggary of wisdom in the conceited sunlight
Caterpillars squeezing their freedom in the moonlight
Madame of Pain was the divine gift
Proclamations of a forged dream rises in the mist

Agony, little darling,
Is what burns us alive!
Resolutions of deceit
Leaves the murderer inside, and weeps!


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Poem Submitted: Monday, June 14, 2010



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