The Devil's Blue Kiss

by Dreamcatcherie

May 4, 2014

It’s never nice, especially on a good

day, Where it loves and would,

Tell of your secrets as if you were,

Playing a game of taboo.

It loves tricks, no treats

With a smile of tender deceit,

And fists that pound your heart

Into crystallized rocks made of fire.

It blows like the water of the dam

With pressure as to beat hydraulic ram

And it’s manipulation give you the feel

Of something tickling your mind

And then shouted out in prayer

It says, I’m here to cause pain and affair

In meas to destroy and then wheeze

With a thruster of Destruction

And to ones extent can any intrude

To stop my wrath, my dress of dark blued

Lace, With painted sadness and torture

Just like the kiss of Klimt

But to one desire may one cause

A pain so great that made laws of

Fury, that ended that blue dress and

Made one of flower and hope painted white

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Dreamcatcherie

My name is Rejjia Camphor. I am a poet, writer, social justice activist, creative writer teacher and community organizer. I am very well-rounded and I know a lot of things which you could see through my works. I want what I write to become. Favorite Books: The Perks of Being a Wallflower, The Catcher in the Rye, Farenheit 451, Whip It, Siddhartha, Absolutely Normal Chaos, Thirteen Reasons Why and the Fifty Shades Trilogy. I want to be as inspirational as my favorite authors were to me. I want to give them clarity when they are feeling at their worst, and give them uplift and ideas when they need it the most. I love writing because it's the most honest way of we can choose to communicate and express ourselves. I want to make change in the world even if it means I have to be the cathedral builders of my time. I might not get to see the impact I am influencing, but at least it will be magically when it happens. I want to be the guidance in which helps society become much more than money, much more than power and control. My thoughts, words, experiences and actions will be what makes me great, not the grades I earned, or the number of Facebook friends I have. Accepting that is the greatest achievement of all, and realizing that shows that life is weird in it’s own kind of way.

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