Mystery, Damned & Gifts (Poetry)

Mystery, Damned & Gifts (Poetry)

Mystery
By Deanna Jaxine Stinson aka Wish Fire
Halo Paranormal Investigations
www.cryptic916.com/
Sacramento Paranormal Help
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Email: jazmaonline@gmail.com
Sacramento Paranormal Haunted Hotline: 916 203 7503

Mystery

Daylight

Breaks apart

The sky

Like lanterns

In the night

Many melodies

Play

From a

Music box

Of solid gold

My future

The dawn

The enchanted throne

Lux velvet kiss

Of my

Murderer

Lucifer

The holiest sign

999

666

All his magic tricks

The serpent

Who winds with the rhythm

Of time

Piercing teeth &

Noisy tail

Like a comet

From above

Falling

Down

Changing my luck

Betraying my trust

And

Lingering

Behind

Wondering

Who am I

Damned
By Deanna Jaxine Stinson aka Wish Fire
Halo Paranormal Investigations
www.cryptic916.com/
Sacramento Paranormal Help
www.facebook.com/HaloParanormalInvestigations/
Email: jazmaonline@gmail.com
Sacramento Paranormal Haunted Hotline: 916 203 7503

Damned

Peace

Bothers you now

You want chaos

You want out

From your shell

Straight to Hell

A black pearl oyster

You promised yourself

To God

But the flames

Are too hot

To rise up with

Amen here comes

The sun again

His angels making

Knots to steal you of

The sky above

From the sins of love

He’s going to prove

To them

What he is &

Who I am

And the power
In that

Retribution

Gifts
By Deanna Jaxine Stinson aka Wish Fire
Halo Paranormal Investigations
www.cryptic916.com/
Sacramento Paranormal Help
www.facebook.com/HaloParanormalInvestigations/
Email: jazmaonline@gmail.com
Sacramento Paranormal Haunted Hotline: 916 203 7503

Gifts

I prayed to
Be an angel
So God gave me
Gold Wings
My Jewelry
A Halo
From
Heaven
My crown
Sandals with
Metal wings
A voice to sing &
A staff
To climb up
To him
A torch to
Light the dark
From a name meant
To spark
The heart
Of immortality
And a silver pen
To mark
My destiny
With
That is shaped
Like bows
And arrows
For my armor
He chose to
Go where I go
Tearing apart
The weak ones
With his daggers
To feed me
All his blood
Until I return to
Bones
He is my savior
He is my stone
Rushing me
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