The sun peeks through the clouds, as if he’s hiding his head in shame All the pain she suffered left lingering in vain As if mourning the seasons would promise a better day I need nothing more, ever love (c) Delia Ross. 2013. All Rights Reserved.
Some people want diamonds While others want cars I want a galaxy named after me And my footprint on Mars (c) Delia Ross. 2013. All Rights Reserved.
If you are the shade Then I want to be The flower that grows in the dark If you are the shade Then I want to be The maggot that lives on the bark If you are the shade I hope you’ve been paid For all of the sorrows you’ve brought (c) Delia Ross. 2013.Continue reading “Small Tiny Shadow”
At last my love has died alone Buried deep without a home The soils embrace as cold as stone (c) Delia Ross. 2013. All Rights Reserved.
The love he had And love he lost And love he’ll never have Set forth the words he scribed himself Upon his epitaph Pardon the intrusion It’s a simple game of illusion You love; you die (c) John Fair and Delia Ross 2010, All Rights Reserved
Satine was born in the dark ages, a very long time ago in the township of “Blackwood” whereto her mother had lived and died. Unbeknownst of her parents, her mother died during childbirth of Satine. Her mother had been bitten by a vampire while Satine was still in the wound. Satine never knew of herContinue reading “The Tale and Trauma of Satine (Part 1)”
It felt like you spit me into the deep end of space, where I couldn’t feel your sun… (c) Delia Ross 2013, All Rights Reserved
The past wears the face of tomorrow A guard left post; abandoned we follow Joy a dust in humans so hollow All in all its trouble we swallow The lies, the slumber, null sorrow © Delia Ross 2013, All Rights Reserved
In the absence of love, flames not allowed My love must come and go like rain Dispersed within your shroud A celestial city of pain Yet not without a backward glance Of the love we never knew Compassion left alone in dance Time and space shall see the matter through © Delia Ross 2013, AllContinue reading “Divided”
To dream a life of pleasure Reside a world of hell Demands partial reason Denies existence well A star so dimly lit Still reached the darkest soul And in her heart he bit Consumed it left a hole © Delia Ross 2013, All Rights Reserved
I dream of standing on the moon The way it shines I shine for you