The colour of pain

"The colour of pain"

Red sparks

furious fiery 

furnaces 

the burning embers of the beast's talons 

and breath of flames

soured yellow streaks 

of vicious pains 

burgundy black 

blaze daemon's claws 

scratches fissures clefts

and the vermillion 

searing 

crimsoned marks of wounds 

resound their volcano 

of colours in the foundry 

of your heart's smarting gasps, 

torn to shreds, 

shrivelled, 

desperately agonising 

in the viridian death-like colours 

of hells disharmonious gape 

its smash of sounds 

squashing all liquids 

mercury-like 

migrating to parts of you 

that would have peace 

and the palest pinks and lilacs 

of a dawning day, 

its shadows filled with sentiments 

of cream and gold, 

of laced dappled dream-like blues 

and bowls of wine that flow 

and glow 

in mother-of-pearl fountains 

in the mind. 

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Oh damn and blast those devilled blacks and reds 

of fiery furies blown across the sky 

at night to give delight

and yet when felt inside 

they tear and smart

they wrench the heart this way and that

deplete my soul its stretched out hand 

in desperate hope of holding fast 

to life's last breath of faith 

in what 

in what we all feel safe in 

and can call our own 

a home within the body 

where no daemons come

a haven quiet and holy 

in its positive expression

a cove of calm 

where winds of fate can't blow 

where you and I can flow 

like spirits in a womb

of a new born life elsewhere 

not here 

but there

and where is that great place

we have no notion of its face 

or how to reach its door

where all things love 

and e'en adore

and pain no more can drench 

the carpets of the floor of our hearts 

instead give gifts of solace 

smoothed 

imparted with such grace

that wisdom descries the poetry 

of its pace and light

would that we might reach this haven of a garden 

cease to roam 

the streets of evil 

sink down into the lap of sweet content 

and feel life's loves close to

inside us 

so intent on making dreamed paradise's wide windowed view

the place to now reside 

yes 

me 

and you.