Friday, June 18, 2010

ARMAGEDDON

The sun was warm and alive
the moon dominated his lustful desire.
The sky was collecting its broken mirrors.
The Goddess danced in her woe
waving at the lover her last adieu.
Silence came all in a sudden
and never has been resonant bane
than the one that nothingness attain.
The darkness had no need
to send his knights to mislead
because the chaos reigned already supreme.

© Diana Mistera 2010

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