Come to me in my sleep

Dreamy do I sleep,
Influence confirming drugs of slumber,
Spinning and diving within myself,
The mind concludes drunken abuse.
Devil i plea approach the mindless fool,
And drown thy sorrows intoxication,
With intoxications high and yonder,
Swim I will in hells pool
Judgement day is here in speculation,
Soul to you I render.
God judge not nor accuse
Union of evil, my intention.
Hold cold, blood stained hands
In worlds of dreamy, red eyed desolate lands
Never will mine soul return
But in hells fires burn,
Body burn,
Mind fragmented lay
Scattered on bloody ground,
Of demons, goblins, fallen angels wild.
No longer Jesus or Mary mother mild,
Or lay upon soft hay, the holy child.

Devil approach the heart now
With essence do depart,
Dispatch godly good.
Evil angel in representation,
Evil asks no explanations.
Bible-I no longer play the part,
Lost is that holy mood .
Soon I play deadly games,
Of quest to conquer, lost are souls.
My heart lay broken
And apart.
Evil cannot keep
The angels heart away
Or it’s weep.




Poetry by vidura rambachan
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Written on 2022-10-27 at 23:14

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