Colours of love.

In bubbling blood that rage is bled,
Anger has no shade but red.
Sorrow is a shade of blue,
Tears and guilt are this colour too.

Where jealousy and want are seen,
Envy is an ugly green.
Hearts faint and emotions mellow,
Cowardice is pale and yellow.

Where valiance and hearst are bold,
Courage is of brightest gold!
The happiness some people lack,
Depression is a morbid black.

Chase the sorrow that makes hearts sink,
Joy is of a radiant pink.
Hard to find the colour of love,
When love is all of the above.

L'ange des tenebres.

He is the song that silence sings,
an empty echo in the deep.
Of hate and sorrow he is wrought,
blood from his broken wings do seep.

The world of men is not for him,
and heaven wants him not.
betrayed and broken, left for dead,
for both worlds had he fought.

The ink that issues from his tears,
from his soul he did pry.
To write the story of his fall,
hear the shadow angel cry.

Behold the face of death and sigh,
upon wings of darkness, fall and die,
for whom the bells of heaven ring,
hear the shadow angel sing...

Sing for me Kulundra.


http://allpoetry.com/poem/8957937-Kulundra-by-Kulundra

Love by moonlight.

A thousand whispered screams that sound,

like chided demons child

The voided world, like shadows sigh, 

the waning moon hath died.

Lingers in the heart of man, 

the soft caress of lust,

the mist, like a coy maidens veil, 

lost secrets does entrust.

The silent tears which bathe the land, 

a soft flower which falls,

a dark enigma, beyond words, 

with eyes which tell it all,

The sweet words which intoxicate, 

with lips like silver lace,

Aura of the sweating torrent,

glisten in the moon's sick face.

The clasp of life, in death's cold stare, 

the sinful doth embrace,

wallowing in treacherous greed, 

forsaken is its fate.

Reaching out into the night

echoes of the fallen, 

vestiges of ancient beauty, 

soon to be forgotten...

http://allpoetry.com/poems/by/Kulundra

Sweetest Sin

Lay upon the soft brown flesh,

a hand which trembles out of fear.

Sweet words whispered in the dark,

she sings of things I cannot hear.

A single sigh does shake the night,

our bodies wallow in this sin.

An orchestra of moans that ring,

her lips they linger on my skin.

An ode to pleasure that is pain,

of lust and envy we do sing.

Her maiden's veil this night was slain,

to her the taste of sin I bring.

The girl did give her heart to me,

I breached her sacred sanctity.

Yet she enjoyed it as I did,

beneath a cloak of love we hid.

The night wind moans just as she does,

the pleasure she tries not to fight,

our bodies hidden in the gloom,

We make love in the dead of night.

Tracey's Smile

I see a teardrop in your eye,

and pray for you no harm

I sing to you a lullaby,

so you sleep in my arms.

I write for you, your own lovesong,

for your love that is lost

I'll keep from you all that is wrong,

no matter what the cost.

I'd bring the mountains to their knees,

and fight the rolling sea.

I'd hold the sky, and tame the breeze,

so you would smile at me.

I see your teardrop linger still

and place it on your lips.

I taste it, you are sweeter still

for love borne on your hips.

For I would tear the earth apart

and run a thousand miles,

to keep forever to your heart

and see you always smile.

https://www.facebook.com/note.php?note_id=363186337042558

Song of Sonia.

A tiny statuette of glass

That gently glitters in the sun;

Her radiant beauty will not pass,

Of softer beauties, she is one.

I hear the music in her voice

And see the sunlight in her smile.

I watch her gentle silhouettes poise;

And dream about her all the while.

The sweetest song that nature sings,

The wind that sighs her name to me.

I breathe the melody it brings,

And whisper that her soul were free.

I close my eyes so not to see

The frailty of her crystal heart.

And ode to beauty that is pure,

Simplicity sets her apart.

The cookie crumbles in my hand,

As setting sun I put to sleep.

I write her name down in the sand,

Sonia, to my heart I keep.

http://allpoetry.com/poem/9302575-Song_of_Sonia-by-Kulundra

Alone

Surrounded by a thousand souls, I cannot hear their laughter,

in the crowd, I feel her tears, drowned out by the chatter.

Her face downcast, her eyes set forth a torrent of her pain,

I watch her standing by herself, my heart begins to wane.

A child of the sun, she usually laughs and sets the world ablaze.

Her sun is eclipsed and the rain starts to fall, her mind becomes a haze.

Whence has gone the joy she had, i feel her heart is bleeding.

Too young for love and yet too old, there is aught she is needing.

Alone amidst a sea of hearts, hers is the one that cries,

she looks up into my eyes, make haste before she dies.

I wrap my hands around her pain and put it to my mind,

her soul cries out a slow lament, I fear what I should find.

Melancholy has taken in, a torment to her heart,

She leans against my chest and weeps, my world just fell apart.

"How do I stem this pain dear child? I wish to see you smile,"

"Just say my name, it is your voice which helps keep me alive..."

http://allpoetry.com/poem/6754524-Alone-by-Kulundra