Lacrymosa

by Elynnka   Nov 15, 2006


She was sleeping gently until she heard a strange sound
When she opened her eyes there was fire all around.
She quickly got out of bed and started to scream
Her heartbeat racing – she hoped it was all a dream.

She put the fire out with her own bed sheet
Struggling desperately in the demonic heat
Burning drops of sweat pouring down her face
She knew she had to get out of that place.

She rushed downstairs as quickly as she could
Only to find something no one else should –
The living room caught up in a red and yellow flame
She screamed at the sight as the firemen came.

She jumped out the window and started to run
Tears pouring down her face dirty and ashen.
Her feet tired and heart barely beating in her chest,
She fell to the ground laying her body to rest.

Thoughts of the dying family she left behind
Stung her heart and blinded her jaded mind,
Ashamed she had no courage to stand up and fight
Her burning tears mixed with the cold rain that night.

She managed to get up and shivering she walked away
Begging for something to help her forget this day.
Out there in silence she saw a shimmering light,
Ran towards it to find a world made out of white.

Fragile crystal roses adorned the entrance door,
Springtime grass covered the flowering floor,
Her eyes mesmerized by the beauty of that place -
Could not believe there is a world of such grace.

When she almost stepped in she heard a noise behind
She ran into darkness as light was erased from her mind –
She thought she saw a man passing through the bushes
Wanting to discover who he was, ignoring angelic voices.

She followed him deep in the gloomy silent land,
As she though she lost him he grabbed her by her hand
Smiling seducing he looked her straight in the eyes
Approaching to her face he started her demise.

Her heart shattered into pieces, but she felt in love
Her dress once white as wings of a graceful dove
Turned to darkened red and her golden hair – black,
She’d stepped into a realm where there’s no coming back.

And years from then she served that gorgeous fiend
Her soul was sewed to his charms never to be weaned
Until one wretched day when he got bored of her
And decided it’s time for her damned life to apart be tore.

He lured her in his chamber and revealed his true face
Laughing disgusted – such hideous creature of disgrace,
Her dressed burst in flames that burnt through her skin
“I’m the Devil you fool, too late now to repent from sin”

He abandoned her there in that dark and heated room
She still couldn’t believe she was bound to doom
As demons came and ripped off her burning clothes
Tears pouring from her eyes – her heart filled with woes.

Her body nailed to a weeping willow – she lies in grief
She couldn’t understand how she was lead in this mischief,
She wears a burnt cloak with a cap to hide her scarred face,
Her soul is damned and thrown in the Devils’ embrace.

It’s said that everyone who falls in the Devils’ trap
Can hear her jaded voice as she cries in mishap
“My name is Lacrymosa - I’m the entrance weeper,
My love wasn’t enough for this wretched demon keeper

So now I’m bound to suffer through eternity and beyond
As reward for foolishly believing in the existence of a bond,
I was mislead by my fears and now I cry my disgrace
The only thing left pure in me is the tears on my burnt face.”

**Done for a contest. Hope you like it =) **

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  • 16 years ago

    by Jenni Marie

    This is frikken awesome.
    The whole depth and power in this poem...wow.
    I don't even know what to say...this has blown me away.
    There's not a single thing I would change about this.
    It's perfect.

  • 17 years ago

    by Bridget

    Wow i liked that poem A LOT!! it was another great and clever idea, it had great flow, and perfect rhyming apart from one bit..

    "She jumped out the window and started to run
    Tears pouring down her face dirty and ashen."

    run and ashen don't really rhyme, and when i was reading it it had all been flowing so perfectly so when i got to that bit it just jumped out at me if u kow what i mean. but AWESOME poem overall, 5/5 :D

  • 17 years ago

    by BECCA lessTHANthree

    Another spectacular write.. you dont have one bad poem!

  • 17 years ago

    by .K.i.T.t.Y.

    It’s said that everyone who falls in the Devils’ trap
    Can hear her jaded voice as she cries in mishap
    “My name is Lacrymosa - I’m the entrance weeper,
    My love wasn’t enough for this wretched demon keeper

    So now I’m bound to suffer through eternity and beyond
    As reward for foolishly believing in the existence of a bond,
    I was mislead by my fears and now I cry my disgrace
    The only thing left pure in me is the tears on my burnt face.”

    ^^^the best part of the poem.

    that is a cool poem. i love reading whawt you write, it keeps me interested.

  • 17 years ago

    by xTheEcstasyOfSuicidex

    As she though she lost him he grabbed her by her hand
    ((thought not though))

    I loved this one. Different from the rest and beautifully written. It captured me until the end. Simply beautiful.

    One suggestion: Get away from 4 lined stanzas. You're writing is beautiful, but if you tried styles I'm sure you'd triumph. But, it is only a suggestion from a fellow poet. =]

    xTheEcstasyOfSuicidex5.5