Horrid demon tormentor of life mine
ye be in thine ghastly visits upon my mind
ever unpredictable as change of weather
or tempest of emotion in ways of cruel torture
from that I know not escape
save in darkness of oblivion
Horrid demon tormentor of life mine
relentless ye be to frailty defenseless state
I be found in at thine horrific contour
of haunting vindictiveness
for my weapons be but blunt toys
against ye of so grand wickedness
Horrid demon tormentor of life mine
it be at will of ye I suffer limitless agony
to exclude all mine lust or sexuality
to thy self-centered force unwilling
in thine resentment to bare presence
of other
Horrid demon tormentor of life mine
how ye deprive me of all that be sacred
on to being as I from views
of passionate verve to creative nature
all for thine fancy seeking but mirth
nay pardon for I be struck down to lye
in bed of pain till ye be done in
fury of thee
Horrid demon tormentor of life mine
be it in thine will I disburse for sins of mine
as I to atone for blasphemy heaped upon deities
or infidelity on to lovers be they past or present
for in nay be one as me for repent shall not come forth
as ye will not obtain this cache for it be but mine
never to yield in statement firm to defy
all that I be not sinner to rules of my world
My name is Gianni Truvianni, I am an author who writes with the simple aim of sharing his ideas, thoughts and so much more of what I am with those who are interested in perhaps reading something new. I also am the author of the book entitled “New York’s Opera Society” which is now available on Amazon.
www.amazon.com/Yorks-Opera-Society-Gianni-Truvianni/dp/0595500161/ref=sr_1_2?ie=UTF8&s=books&qid=1226658466&sr=8-2
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