Shireen Ramadan Poems

For the tragic creation's mother ov drama, queen Melpomene, in black arts ov wicked.
Far from your smell, bricks & layers, brimstone in fire oceans, for hovering mansions.
Hearts ov sprouting gore, wings ov Pegasus, springs ov bleeding tide, failed to resolute.
In Faustus' presumption, mature Mephistopheles, a queen ov tragic fall, for her abortion.
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Coma ov wakefulness, for deceit, reading fortune, in a palm ov gentle sword.
Lacerating, to the centre, Armageddon, our battle ov craft.
Solutions ov immense, creating destiny, in Argus' focus, watching sole princess.
With hundred eyes ov oblivion, transforming ogres ov warlike.
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I went in lunacy, lingering through
The mob ov madness, in lustful dreams
My animal stench is grownig foul
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I was a concubine in the sultan's harim
I was dirt in palates ov eunuchs
I was united in one spell ov chastity
I was on the edge of precipice
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She slapped the spheres of existence
With thunderbolts escape
She married Poseidon for living
Shaping the morgue in everyone
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The only company is my screams in a dark mind ov fear
Mass hearts from ashes, grinding his mercy
Slaughtering me in numb fingers & comatose twisting belief
Brainwashed in nerve fever, ov religious unclear
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I passed my aeons ov chastity
I saw the beast within
I wrote cornfields in my brain backwards
I wrote them & doomed the end
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Blood mattress, bloody married
To the fragile in his rot ov stench
Bloody ruby for futile under cheese
Scalp menstruated, I be the waste
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I Look At her In That Paper Dress.
I Wonder Why She Won't Burn.
She's Just A Paper Doll,
Thats All, Just A Paper Doll.
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Is it supposed to be ME unworthy
All what's spinning in nowhere & no cause, reasonable
Supposing 'REASONABLE'
No walking ov value
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