THE DRAGON'S FIRE

THE DRAGON’S FIRE Words and thoughts lingerFrozen in Time and Space Eternal EnergyForever in this placeAnd into Infinity.It only takes a memory or twoTo feel the soulBurn like fleshAgainFrom undeservèd unkindnesses.Delicate SpiritsWeFeeling the Dragon’s FireOf another’s inhumanity..Envy and jealousyUnspeakable pleasures to inflictSadness on the Innocence.Of another. Miserere Domine

L'Enfer, c'est les autres [Jean-Paul Sartre: NO EXIT]

— Geremia, Sep 09, 2009

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Nordic cloud

16 years 9 months ago

Well put as always my Longobard

You force us to face the devilishness of past things, I suppose they are what you meditate upon in your discomforts now, the tough shadows of past injustices step out into the open and torment your mind; "be gone" as Shakespeare would say, and yet you make fine poetry with those thoughts, so fain would we hear more, you clothe the thoughts in such powerful form that we read and are moved again. I love the "burn like flesh" ow ow ow! We smell the singing and feel the pain. And now you've done it yet again. Your Annuccia, sigh.