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Love's Deities

Folklore Type Poem

By Joseph McCallPublished 2 years ago 1 min read

This is my greatest inequity

My isolated perseverance

The essence of my insanity

This is my deliverance

The dwindling whispers of love's enigmas

Are not in the obscurity of life's hopeful light

But are placed safely in the clearness of the dark's dogmas

These beliefs are held sacred in the oblivion of the night

My soul is a sweet pandemonium

AN extravagant and grandeur paradox

That is incarcerated in an infernal asylum

My own imprisonment is my dementia praecox

That was the end of the poem originally, I guess I didn't realize I needed more words, so here is some more nouns and verbs.

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About the Creator

Joseph McCall

Start writing...i prefer to right poetry but i aspire to write full novels i need money to go to college for creative writing to pursue my talents

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