Jes' Pi : Writing

Blue meadows

Blue meadows

A Poem by Jes' Pi


Drugged birds are perishing,Carving a nest of heads,Releasing the butterflies of the chest.The spirit of a cursed grief is blowing,Painting the bloody..
The last dance

The last dance

A Poem by Jes' Pi


The last dance,Between our souls and sufferance,Dead echoes are shuddering the immortal plague-as shadows fall,To conceive a sleeping serum.
Death

Death

A Poem by Jes' Pi


I starved for constant silence,For a gentle sleep of eternal spirit-but now it's only oblivion and darknessOf my rough coarse disregard.
Internal Kingdom

Internal Kingdom

A Poem by Jes' Pi


Beyond the wax figures,My soul is drowning in dark mud,Creating a soft vision through blood.The funeral moon kissed the sky,The last painting to admir..
Cero

Cero

A Poem by Jes' Pi


Tenebris quod lacrimae ex cera, Mea pulsus est gelida, Et cor meum... Posueris nidum tuum de apes.

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