Nastashia's Poetry

[nacimaferrad]

Prince f Darkness


My prince of darkness hear
My message to you, hear my call!
Despite my monstrous fear,
I▓m ready to stand by your love and with your love
I▓d climb with assault the rockiest mountains
To reach you there where you are
And would withstand the fiercest creatures that would pull us apart

Tell; tell me now where you shelter and I▓ll run,
Run to my last breath to follow
Where eternity is for lovers and swans like we

I▓m sick! Struck by vertiginous disease since you knocked my asylum heart
To refuge there forever
Struck by a prince whose face into darkness has hauled an abysmal flavor!

Here I comprehend,
I▓d be that lonely chance ▓till our love would radiantly stand
Since death would release that blackest ocean I used to be
To lively deliver the most auspicious pictures bearin▓ only eyes of thee.
Me falling now, descendin▓ cruelly into a sea you always remain
When lovable laughing creatures, dressing like harlequins, celebrate our return
With exhilaratin▓ dolphins, chanting to erase our past misery and pain

Crimes! Oh yes;
For I▓d be your burglary, I▓d be your foul
And see here, how I▓d wash away blood stains of your loathin▓
From your smeary hands
And still, stand as culprit, to my head be hung
I▓d be mischief, I▓d harm
I▓d be the devil who quaffs your crimes

And because, I believe in you
I know now I would live and die with and for you;
Together, can build a happy world
Where springy beatific days abound
Content and full of love,
Together calling our white home ⌠The Beamish Dome■

Prepared and ready I am to stand by my swan man
Bring him shelter and love
Solace his grief and pain
Embrace his pure eye and soft skin
Breathing as one, exhalin▓ life forever Elysian



Nacima Ferrad
May 29, 2002

[nacimaferrad]

Tashiaskiy,
That wild animal inside my stomach
That red hole to my heart.

Tashiaskiy was a name
As a lovely bullet to my brain,
A once Russian king
From Kremlin world;
Mr coldish man, Mr Icicle man emerging
From the uncertainty of time
With one power selfishness of generous mournful desire
For a man whose eyes, into circuitry blind

Tashiaskiy, my lover,
Tashiaskiy, my man
Desire is a hidden weapon with lovely wings
That only drowns man into his sins
And that lovers often breathe with no amends
Mistaken as a third friend
And partaken with no shame
With love bleedin▓
Crimson skies of one cruelty left behind.

Our truth is a ridiculous lie that never mends
When you came to me that night on your knees
To build the secret of unspeakable time
Withering under unforgiving ardent sunshine.
Have you ever seen me standing?
Watching your star high
Trying to ink our lavender sky
Tashiaskiy, my story, and that,
Story made for gracious swans and lovers
When in the arms of sleep, our shadows move
While tryin▓ to steal poisonous embraces
Under thousand vapour streams,
Passing and passin▓ through into the room
While with a human speech and a hue
You whisper in softly to me:
⌠Youth needs a beautifully veiled promise never to die■
Tashiaskiy, hear my reply:
_Temptation is that black ambition
Which unthroned Lady Macbeth▓s man.
And bravery, a reality that breaks
The coward facing his inglorious deeds
Tashiaskiy you▓re a tale of all earthy scorched tales;
Beyond my hopes, I know you merely that blank page
Of all mortal tales
And when June sun comes out
Get back where white cold snow bombs
Get back there, where you only belong...Farewell!



Nacima Ferrad
April 4th, 2002