*a black heart drowning in euphoria*

Overcoming Trials and Tribulations

Taking the Alpha-Flirt Seriously

With ties locked tight and further aggrandized
In social displays and celebrated reputation,
He stands out with elaborate audacity
To ramp around, take interest, give interest
Call forth reciprocity so mockingly
While presenting himself as one unattainable?

It is not a good game to play
For the superficial eye and wisdom of age tags a winner beforehand
And losing to such, appeals and stalks invitingly
But there is yet a way to overcome him- through Him.


Let No Beauty Be Barren

I am a like a wilted rose
And burned cocoon
Butterfly trash
And butterfly trashed

Can someone love me?

I was paradise
Until wretched by a cynic’s brood
My rivers are wasted
On burnt forests man tasted

But I welcome new life.

I am a prison of the jewel sunlight
Unlock my doors, steel bars of rude cold
Forged by your indifference
Let no beauty be barren…

Ravage no marvel on God’s handiwork!

I am like the cotton clouds
I merely hang; I want to stride
Mother Earth sings but
The chopped trunk can not dance…

Let no beauty be barren,
Do your carving now.

Strange winds kiss my every cell
Let my vestal flesh be no slave to Age
Fly me away like a feather which
The great eagle no longer needs;
I am its disregard but I shall be
Craft to a needy mage, a believer of Magic

Let no heart be broken.

I am like the pines
Made for sacramental wreaths
God knows who I am…
Christ lives in me.

Let none of His children be broken.


Deconstructing Cinderella

Everybody knows her story… branded Cinderella:
She was born. She lost her mother.
Some witch took over. She lost her father.
Her properties coveted by step-women.
One day with the help of pests for friends,
And her bored fairy godmother,
She catches the lead clown in a social circus most grand
Leaves one of her shoe pair upon unethical eluding
Per chance to be found.
And she was.
Clown boy puts her back in her original place
And they flatter happily ever after.

Here are the non-moral lessons:
Cinderella is a loser.
This has nothing to do with parental loss.
She simply lost her sense of self
When she chose to be coveted
She had no role in the story
Aside from being the conflict for the doers of deeds.
Pests got to be friends.
Fairy godmother existed purposely and looked good.
Clown boy is tagged heroic
And step-women were made necessary for all.

Okay. Okay. MORAL LESSON:
To be not mundane, know yourself and be.

This is also published in xyldrae.deviantart.com.


Make Me A Saint

Make me a saint.
Hush the flames devouring my system
And slay the frozen truth of its endlessness.
Mimic Hell
And force it inside this ghost shell…

…And you’ll be sending me to Heaven.


This is also published in xyldrae.deviantart.com

“GOD MAKES ALL THINGS WORK FOR THE GOOD OF THOSE WHO LOVE HIM” – ROMANS 9