Lady DarkLady Dark by ~KodokuNoNana
Dark Lady, who holds the cold night in her palm,
And makes the devil tremble with her wondering calm
May I stay just to watch the melancholic blink of your eyes,
Or you will play with me on your lips like with a piece of ice?
Lady Dark, Lady Dark,
You somehow remind me of Joan of Arc
Dear madam,with porcelain skin
You are Venus's twin, indeed,
None of you two can ever bleed
Instead of hands, you remained without feet.
Lady pretends, but never forgets.
Lady tries, but never cries.
Young miss, your long black dress comforts the blood-soaked roses.
Even the opaque haze around her, she is the one who imposes;
Her violin waist, graci
The Poem Without a NameWhat if leaves watch as people fall,The Poem Without a Name by ~KodokuNoNana
Or paintings stare at them from the wall
While music,silently,listens to us all
In the night,when the moon admires this world
And the wind trembles because of the cold
That rests in a human's mind, a darkness untold.
Maybe books read us page after page
At times when we lock ourselves in a cage
Enjoying the stoyline until it causes damage
Nightmares are the ones frightened by humans
And the clouds just cry on our shoulders
Liberating, throwing their liquid treasures.
How about summer's impatience to meet you?
Or a movie composing its actors and a review
About a sculpture perfecting its artist
If I was your Vampire There is nothing I want more now than your neckIf I was your Vampire by ~KodokuNoNana
I can be your eternal vampire who could deck
Your blood, turning it into sparkling rubies
Your melliferous skin, morphine for my griefs.
But if I do this, the curse will not easily break
Only sacrificing my soul for your own sake
For all that, I still can not stand it
You are the real kidnapper, me,a victim.
Lust, Thirst, Frost You are a charmer, but far too divineLust, Thirst, Frost by ~KodokuNoNana
That in justice it should be a grave crime
Who in world ever allowed you to be seen?
Waking up in me a waterfall of chills and keen.
You should be forbidden to live here
Or at least wear a mask made of steel
If that could only cure the mad thirst
Burning flames, turning suddenly frost.
Or my eyes, opened doors of shadows
Should be locked like covered hollows
Even if the pain would be even more painful
Hiding emotions would make me grateful.
It remains a palm of frozen glittering ash
Which can be removed with a rough dash
From your insightful eyes full of fearless,