Out the door
Into the world
Here comes
Screaming Mary
For should you look
into her eyes
You’ll see none
But humanly lies
A human could not look so fine
Bloodless veins so divine
Hair of silk
Ripped from larvae themselves
Beauty has been demised
Skin of velvet
hard as glass
Not an emotion to surpass
Demise, upheaval, destroys him
Across the street
The nameless stands
And they will never meet
The trees border universi
Between lovers of some time
Loneliness begs to greet
him
The stars once were
Gems of her brown eyes
Now shine dully
In the night skies,
and he still cries
Her waltz through windows,
Tearing through glass
Shrieking bellows
How they mesmerize.
Heart of stone,
Heart nonexistent
Oh! they both
Burden to the bone
Lovers familiarize,
lovers die
Love lingers
then crushed within fingers.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
You obviously are an avid reader, only that could explain why you write so well.