Flame Has No Shadow (mini poems & lessons)

Missed opportunities are sometimes the worst mistakes


The flame has no shadow, it is the source of light


Demons sensationalize destruction
Everything they’re touching
Organize production
Lead us to corruption
Satan’s not seduction
That’s my deduction


Sometimes I feel like a spotlight for catastrophe


Am I to blame for the ruins left?
And In my stupor, the gloom we felt?


Well I found my mysterious death
But it wasn’t that mysterious
I fell right of the cliff
Well, it doesn’t take experience


Life cannot evolve with man hunting it to extinction
In politics, we sway left or right, but there is no distinction


You don’t exist
Ignore the bruising ’round your fist
I’m off your list
Ignore the boundary, not the fence


The veil is standing
She is misinterpreting
You are king
You’ve forgotten everything

Lilith can see
Father has no desire
for Queen
He loves the fire
of the sun setting

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We were taught to be first, therefore someone has to lose?
So, if you have won, I must have the blues?


They retract, in perfect circles, to divide
one by one
They retract, but I won’t have the strength to ever pull them back
They multiply and then they attack
I flee, but I am off track


One day, the cliffs are going to slide
But I won’t be by your side
One day you gotta face the tide
But it won’t be while I’m alive

photo by @poeeternal

I loved him before moon could form
I told him so in letter
Before earth was born
With all creation tethered
Into our storm

photo by @poeeternal

I send him gifts that he calls mine πŸ‘€


There will come a time, you won’t be able to free me from this earth
Or the pain that you caused, when you unleashed this curse


He’s been following me
Through midnight’s trail of heresy


You’ve turned my core
Into a white dwarf


I allow my pain to oscillate
I build a house on a prairie, right by the lake


Watch how quickly you fade from the rearview


They will say it’s solar flares causing my death


He is her window to another world


The waters will rise
God promised high tides


I know I am worthless
But he once gave me purpose


I stopped burning the doctrine
I know world is rotten


He coldly directed her to clasps her hands in contrition, she rarely stopped writing


Doctors and nurses are the enemy, and scientist’s with degree


Is she an unforgettable roadside attraction?


Once he’s gone, he won’t be back
He’s too good at that

Β© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal

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11 thoughts on “Flame Has No Shadow (mini poems & lessons)

  1. The say dying is the same as being born. But I had a period of awareness in the womb before I was born and I was miserable. Had I always been miserable or was it for what I was about to do? Or, had I just grown weary waiting and wondering when I was getting out? πŸ€”

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  2. In your life though, there is so much joy. When thinking about all you have achieved and will continue to. I think that is stronger than anything else.

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  3. Why was this in my spam? I always forget to check this folder! Sorry for the delay to reply! WP glitches again!

    I’m trying to stay strong, thank you for your visits and for taking the time to comment! πŸ™

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