AL (november 7,1957 / dapitan city)

Bribe The Witches

put my poise the boundaries to stop, make it
seal to fuse my arrogant to dive within the limbo
of my heart, i am at a mess, as it looks back the
fear to hold the holiday of my lost

strangle my want; all are just a push of my
desire, and my appetite, likes to taste the sweet
honey tears of loneliness beyond the pedestal of
where i stand, at the close of the door in your
midst

all seems to bribe the devil wish, double each
gain to reach my endless lust of flesh, waving
every moment to remember where i fall, puzzle
the heart that shouts for joy

incense of holy water, splash my strength as
the spark of lighted candle knocks my devilish
act of a profane wish, lavish my satisfaction and
contentment of mercy of a smiling witches

keep my bribe beautifully wealthy and let the
blind will see the dark side cover for a little day;
push the gate to the flame of eternity, and hell is
open for a sudden stay

connect my spirited soul and share like never
before seen the magnificent wonder of hell.......
pity my soul dear Lord

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Comments (2)

'keep my bribe beautifully wealthy and let the blind will see the dark side cover for a little day; push the gate to the flame of eternity, and hell is open for a sudden stay'... sincere open lamentation there...The devil inside our mind is well addressed...we bribe this devil to satisfy our own unjust unreasonable desires...good concept in this write Anton...10
good said...........and it is pity my soul dear Lord.............