Soft Sulk

Source: Google

Source: Google

Solemn music yet again to soften my soul,
Nothing feels better than my aches from within,
Peace and anguish,
Smiles in frowns,
The beginning of the end is all I yearn for…

SILENCE…
In this very world I have found my shield,
Depth in such shallow,
Yet again I grin amidst flooded tears,
STILL SILENT.

With such confusion with much understanding
I remain silent to my Limbo-ed inception of a world I have created,
My solace and abode,
Here I call home and now I lay to sleep.

Where sorrow lights the days and tears lit the nights,
The rains of pains,
Storms of depression,
Lightnings of frustration,
Winds of strain,
Sands of weary.

I m back in time, where my thoughts linger.
Words in my head,
Songs in my heart,
It all remains,
The mysteries of my troubled mind.

Words of a black girl’s other.
– XiaYong

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The Devil’s Bride

Phrases, Poetry, Write ups and Stories telling it all through the eyes of a black girl s other, XiaYong.

Deep thoughts, Art and Mind craft.
As often as I can, every Thursday evenings, seldom  mornings expect anything in English. Hopefully y’all like it on here and I get your minds taking longer walks in limbo, living in teacup houses, flying with baboon doves, dining with the angel of music and lots more…

XiaYong’s Corner, Every Thursday on ObaFuntAy.com

Read today’s piece: The Devil’s Bride

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The Devil’s Bride,

The Black veil,

Torns for rings,

Molten magma for shoes,

Sorrows for vows,

Tears for kisses,

Worries for offsprings,

Death for life.

I feel the curve run through the left side of my face,

My mask,

My all,

My confidence,

My pride.

I hear of a place faraway called Earth,

Where evil breeds,

Good feeds,

Everything yields,

Nothing conceals.

I dream of this place,

Away and beyond,

With my being and can be me,

Feel free,

Do as I please.

“Elentra!! Elentra!!”

He calls out to me,

I am a his slave and pleased I am.

I lay to my head to sleep,

With my head in the clouds

Amidst my dreams and wonders.

I remain,

The Demon’s Bride.

Words of a black girl’s other.
– XiaYong.

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Oh, you should read it again from bottom up, some Palindrome stuff.

See you guys again, next Thursday.