Glory
Monday, November 3, 2008
She denounces,
tempting shadows.
Burning scalding sky
Parched lips, mocking eyes
Breaths come in gasps
endless, frozen desert
She stands tall carrying
tombstone too heavy
Gaping wounds she ignores
Stubborn, she smiles
Time, destiny, morals, fate
Greedy vultures - salivate
She wears her sins
with love and pride
Heaven flashes its wrath
Helpless, Longinus cries
She opens her arms
claiming dark victory.
They kill her carcass
Soul infidel tells a story
© 2008 by Chhaya. All rights reserved
PS: the image is googled
