RAVENS OF VICTORY

Ravens of Victory
Who invited them
To knock on your window frame
With their claws of prey?

Who invited them
With their croaking songs of prayers
Into your ears?

Somewhere there
God prepaired
A silent home for them
With walls of wood and stone
And violet hope

You can share its wormth
And bestow each other
With your pearly solitude
If they only let you in...

You were told
About golden caves of prayers
And those Ravens belonging
To the Dusk
Them transformed into Knights of Glory
And appeared at your doorstep
As a wind
That dwells your chambers
Of untight nights
You were promised the sign of those Nights

Someone tries
Someone cries
Someone dies...

You bow to nightmare-visions
Birds not necessarily as black as you wished for
Without wings
Too gentle
Too smooth
Too naive
Alike yourself
With their claws broken...

Someone is born
Someone flies...

You never usher Ravens
Into a daylight
They're definitely too shy to shine
And too black to knock at your window frame
At noon

They cherish the gloom
That you wear as a mask
And they bask in the colors of endless night as it lasts

Someone asks you for a dance
At the dusk...

ROYAL

High heels
Red polished nails
And hair
Freely lushing up the face
Describe
Me as a Woman
Human of a Royal Race [Royal Sex]

My pain-resistant pride
And drinkable blood
Ready to be tried
Dripping over the prayes
That sully my mouth
Each night

The Power of Skies
Within the veins
Remains blue
And lasts

My breasts
Shame-stained
Royal
And vain
Golden Goodnights...