Velvet Astraea Dido
Biography of Velvet Astraea Dido
VELVET. soft and smooth. Others find undescribable.
ASTRAEA. The 'Starry Maiden'. During the Golden Age, the gods dwelled among mankind. As the wickedness of mortals increased, she was the last to leave, returned to heaven and was transformed into the constellation Virgo. She is represented as holding a pair of scales in one hand and a sword in the other.
DIDO. Queen of Carthage, who fled from Tyre, established her own colony. She assisted Aeneas after he had been ship-wreched and fell inlove with him. When he left her to sail on to Italy, she killed herself.
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Velvet Astraea Dido's Works:
Velvet Astraea Dido Poems
Eros And Psyche
i await thru the dying night your eternal shadow that looms within no light
Scratches Of Illumina
she paved the way for brilliance as i melt with insignificance with eyes and stares shadowing my path a slight chill of a passing glitch
In Deep Blue Sky
by the sea you catch me your arms of waves carry me
We Are But Fragments
We are but fragments of an illusion we have yet to see little dots in a brink of uncertainty.
Your electric waves Linger in the cold breeze of a Sunday afternoon
Fading night Fading light Glow in the dusk Black velet sky
Can you squeeze out all the agony in me? I am not worthy of what you call apathy.
Cast Upon Thee
I lit a candle I can see Dancing by the twilight Circling around
drawn to the spinning circles in front of me attached
Late night thinking In the darkness I crawl Space enveloped my soul Searching…
So this comes to a halt All these distinguished guests and cult We have come to conquer eternity Silently creeping
Hear the pounding of the waves crash down my spine feel my moves as we go up in the undefined. I will wrap you in my softness
And May Death Be
i can now see the end of the road its all clear to me now live and someone dies die, and let live.
the dark side of me still lingers and the paranoia never stops burried this soul to dead flowers
I go to sleep
when my brain gives up on me
I go to sleep
when my eyes shut themselves
I don’t go to sleep
when I can still see
but the darkness blinds me
and my senses are free.