Once Caged Rage

What is this I see

pulsing my chest?

A trick or a treat I

a ghoul do guess.

Pompous strides

a step for step me

I am consumed by

myself as I breathe.

A tattered twisted

toast I give despair.

As my goblet spills

I find for you I care.

I’m confused from

warmth coursing

in my faculties is it

my logic divorcing?

I’ve asked myself if

I did have a heart so

think on now I do

of origin of the glow.

My sight in mirrors

has my head down.

Hello lovely dawn

in me I have found.

The door is medival,

iron casted hinges.

Enter as if a dove do

find a mortal engine.

Things are unknown

lighting depths caged.

There before it was a

space for a bitter rage.

I should know better,

I’m neither lovely or

a fool for some love I

did feel a hurt before.

So still are my limbs

as I fall into euphoric

tunes that renew sin

lost it is now historic.

3 Comments Add yours

  1. kristianw84 says:

    Lovely!! And you always find the best gifs. 😍

    Liked by 1 person

    1. Thank you Kristian. I really enjoy finding them. They in themselves are inspiration and the majority come from one artist I wrote about on another page.

      Liked by 1 person

      1. kristianw84 says:

        I remember reading that. George Redhawk, correct? It truly is amazing how a blind man can create such beautiful art!

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