Trounce-Love Kills Poem by Malaya Roses

You are the god
The ignominy
Fall of the angels
Ecstasy in mind deep seam, invade soberness
Reason that lunatic use might be mine
Love
Only love
Affection
Lustration is there
But still the heinous-one
Is me
Dear god of mind
Why me, knocked at the throne?
Bleeding still
On this day,
The choice of pain remains mad
Over the same skin and bones
Showmanship on a stage of affliction
In this life
Each and all kisses
Stabbing still
The wounded soul
But crippled hand was fated
Reach the surface
In this love, again
You are my broken memories
Confound love.