Men praise the Goddess - oh so pale
Only to be devoured by Queen Misandrist.
Her eyes speak chapters in a horrible tale
And she is the main antagonist.
She raises her hands and silence is brought
With a wave of her hand they take their hats off.
Bend to their knees and pray to her figure -
"May we be granted the sweetness of her eternal love."
Her voice echoes loudly through the ears of her pawns -
An angelic sound coming from the devils mouth.
"Now boys have patience, I'm ready to burn.
So stand in line and wait your turn."
YOU ARE READING
I don't know what this is. (Poetry Book I)
PoetryA collection of poems exploring the darker themes of poetry. Dealing with topics such as depression, anxiety, consciousness and the inner battles fought in every day life. "Do you wish to see what I fail to escape?" Ranked #608 in Thoughts 02/20/19 ...
