Eye of W***e-Us VS Osiris

Eye of W***e-Us VS Osiris

A Poem by sinNsincerity

My battery is depleted.

The Son hasn't been giving

me the energy that is needed.

Ra, are you jealous that my mind

is possessed and obsessed by the light

of Osiris (Witch) was lost by the game of dice?

Sirius,

Such a Craft leaves me Wicked.

Moon's bright hides the dark sky

and summons the dark from my inside.

Star Light.

Lord of love.

Lord of silence.

Will Machik be used by Isis to

rekindle the flame that was once mine?

Why has it taken you so long to

deliver me back a piece of my life?

Be my guest.

Be my quest.

Be my chest.

No Peace

Just the pieces of me that have been

ripped apart and scattered.

And I'm tired of being kept quite

when speaking on BE/Half of my broken heart.



© 2017 sinNsincerity



Author's Note

sinNsincerity
So mote it be
The Black Cat

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Your work is so good, and it leaves the reader wanting more. Including me. Keep on doing what you do. Happy writing!

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4 Months Ago

It's my pleasure to (please her), I use a lot of . . . when writing my poetry and it's very sacred .. read more
Passionate writer

4 Months Ago

That's the beauty of being able to transmit feelings and emotions that aren't always as they seem. I.. read more
dude, you have a fantastic mind. let me know when you finally write a book. i love reading your thoughts.

Posted 4 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

sinNsincerity

4 Months Ago

thanx a million, I always try to bring you guys something different and younique.
The madnes.. read more

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