Martyrs and Devils

This guillotine is a mirror held out to her own behaviour

Her ashen knees strewn on cobblestone as the villagers gather up around her

The crowd steadily increasing in mass while looking haggard in God’s good grace

She exuded the language of emotion itself in the form of a perpetual embrace

Kneeling below her distorted reflection of a blonde maiden in need of validation

Eyes encased in a crimson tint staring back at her own indiscretion

Never exonerated by the very beings she dedicated her transcendent life to protect

The people believe it is morally applicable to stand by to the social contract

She was made in His image for gender is only fabricated in a physical plane

They gazed at her beauty but were rendered immobile by their own pain

She’s more than a marginalized woman occupying our world and so to give in to temptation,

The distortion dissolves beneath her eyelids before the mirror meets the source of its reflection

The Lazarus Pit

Rusted metal head my splintered morning wood garner,
I unearth my backyard without a peep from the childhood pets now owned by a farmer.
Nevertheless a howling wind opposes my venture,
For I discovered the Lazarus Pit when I set aside my childish ways.
This is what it’s like to set aside my childish ways.
Toys that once distracted me I now bury deeper into life.

An angel fell dead at my feet in the middle of the night.
The blinds casted forth black and white stripes on its ethereal form ‘fore moonlight.
I waited ’til the Sun reclaimed his throne and ’til a cat got my tongue, As if nothing in this world was any better in the midst of it all.
Ceasing such beauty must be better in the midst of it all.
Liquid gold I let exalt me I now bury deeper into life.

His name served no purpose now that his soul contract has expired.
I recall he hugged my knees to beg for me to play with him but I was so tired.
This shovel must be held with gardening gloves modeled after the desperate damsel ‘fore me;
Unkindly strown on calloused hands to get the job done right.
Bragging ’bout a dismembered servant to get the job done right.
Untold mystery I tend to share I now bury deeper into life.

Sacrifice is all it took to rid myself of such ridicule.
Bugs from animal carcasses attached themselves onto the toys and their cadaver who was mistaken for a fool,
‘Tis I, longing a mate to aid me in digging a grave that’ll someday be robbed.
Black sludge isn’t praised for it’s easier to digest.
Desire relapse every night thus far for it’s easier to digest.
Dreams I yearn to dream I now bury deeper into life.

Just as I predicted with dark magic I try to prove is real,
My toys and my precedence rose from Gaia in a way that made me glad of the other end of the deal.
It went too far, however, or perhaps not far enough.
Soulless solace didn’t repel the bugs that were found scavenging my past,
As if I have control of who was found scavenging my past.
There is no fear that let me die as I now bury deeper into life.

I asked my mother where do babies come from.
She told me a stork drops them off but she killed it because it was so dumb.
I never agreed with her ’til now.
Bringing children into this world should be a crime.
Madness and despair that makes up this world should be a crime.
Toys and angels are forfeited by a regretful child as I now bury deeper into life.

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An Angel’s Awakening (A-CUBED)

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Good morning to my blessed fallen angels! I finally got baptized today! It’s been long-awaited. (Aww! Look at me in my church clothes as opposed to my gothic garb.) I’m officially an Episcopalian now! I love my church family! I love God! People can disappoint me, betray me, neglect me, abuse me, avoid me, judge me, use me, and hurt me but I’m so happy to give myself up to The Father, The Son, and The Holy Spirit. I never have to worry about God doing any of those things to me that people have done time and time again. It’s all trials and tribulations. It’s expected to go through hardship in life in one way or another. I am definitely not an exception to that biblical rule. I have no regrets, no held grudges, and no hatred towards anyone or anything. Everything I have been through (“The Sufie Saga”) led me to this moment. My mother told me I made her depressed and that she should’ve aborted me, but I forgive her. The only man I have ever loved (so far…) broke my heart in ways I never thought was humanly possible, but I forgive him too. I’m so emotionally resilient. I have been abused physically, mentally, sexually, emotionally, and even spiritually (by a psychic Narcissist). However, I still manage to get out of bed in the morning, smile, laugh (sometimes manically), and uphold my daily responsibilities. Three weeks from now, I’m starting acolyte training to someday become a priest. I’m also in college to be a therapist for people with mental health problems. And I garner spiritual abilities of my own. Just yesterday, I was contemplating killing myself, but it’s amazing how God can save me just when I feel like giving up. I am going to help and heal a lot of people! I’m gonna make this world a better place than when I found it! On the other hand, I will still don the name, The One-Eyed Angel because this darkness infested with depression and rage will always be a part of me. It has helped me survive through the worst of times and helped me appreciate with ultimate gratitude the best of times. All emotions are temporary, both good and bad. I know I’m not gonna feel this happiness consistently for the rest of my life, but I accept that simply because I must accept that. Although I don’t have any close friends or family members who went to my baptism today, I have acknowledged already that my life is a lonely one so no surprises that no one outside my church family came today. I’m okay though. There must be some valid reason God didn’t place too many people in my life. Some can handle society while some can’t. To each his own. Have a wonderful day! Over and out.

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Nocturnal Submission

Pressing thumb to index finger to resemble your lips,
Droning on in the early morning in the shadows amidst,
Infatuated ideas of your gyrating hips,
Fingertips tracing the veins coarse on your fists,

Teasing myself softly a rendition of your fabled love,
Abscond the belief that perverted angels stalk from above,
Unlike my youth once is usually never enough,
Yearning to feel your penetration without a latex glove,

Hands behind your back to usher your handsome face to mine,
Punching your lips with my lips to summon the pink to dine,
Concupiscent kisses trail down to your prominent collar bone,
Desire shapeshifts to a vampire sucking on your neck a feast you’ll condone,

Pausing sadomasochism to rip your shirt clean off,
I tear your inflated briefs to shreds stuffing its contents to stifle a cough,
Spent too much time confined within my aegis loft,
Afraid to scare you away but filling the silence are your moans so soft,

Merely a conscious dream of our nocturnal submission,
You’re worth more than a hookup I’ll wait for your heart’s permission,
Despite my dark facade I really care about your opinion,
As to whether or not you’re interested in being my companion

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Exorcise my heart

Warped and misconstrued ideas of love and other vulnerabilities,
Forgotten what desire and old-fashioned attire even feels like,
Garner a vigorous angst to morph manhood into sodomy,
You complete me,
But the Heaven-Dwellers don’t agree,

Angels stare down in disapproval as they choke on their halos,
And get drunk on holy water,
Sympathetically pitying mankind for we are their reflection,
Soul contracts dreaded to be accepted in fear of forbidden fruit,
Humans are prone to sin again and again like a chronic addiction,
As if there’s any other kind of happiness,

Self-harm in the form of you,
Waiting for your call was a kind of torture,
Masochistic ways allowed me to convert pain into pleasure,
Envy into pride,
Love into lust,
A whole being into just a half,
Your ego had my spirit to bear for your words were my grave,
Another homosexual said “my heart is a ghost town,”

Concrete words and sweet nothings I brag about it all,
Your imperfections are subconsciously imitated,
My role model,
My father figure,
My sick obsession,
Higher beings hover above us as I attempt to cut the cords,
But I am stronger than ever because of you,

I annoy you while you bore me,
Your convoy’s obsolete,
how a whore in me came to be,
Hell-mongers born of light and evil creatures syphoned of all hope,
Clean slate marred by heartbreak and other traumatic pandemonium,
Can’t control chaos,
Chaos loiters in the aftermath,

Hood rats scurry to their shadows materialized from the darkness,
Easier being evil,
Easier giving up caution and making a mess of healthy habits,
Oleaginous and insecure I once was,
Svelte and guarded I am now,
The worst mistake I ever made became my facade,
All the angels applaud their last hoorah,
In awe of how similar we all really are,
Before retreating behind the golden gates I negate to surpass,
For I am in denial,
And denial is more than a satire,
I know where I truly belong…

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So close to the edge

Desperation forces to abandon,
Innate ethical morality,
His wings charred like coals,
Eggshells stepped upon to please him,

Those hypnotic red eyes aren’t peripherally avoided,
Some days the hypnosis is nullified,
But all thoughts of freedom died when he flew away,
The veins in his hands enveloped me in ecstasy and sin,
Hardworking yet effortless in controlling his prey,

Promises of love for the completion of a homicidal request,
I would kill anyone if it meant he would want me the same way,
He used to when we first met,
Did I disobey him?
Neglected and released of all pain and pleasure,
I miss them both cus abuse let me know the fallen angel existed,

Love is many things it seems,
It’s been over a year memories of him are just remnants of the past,
I must turn the page of a story that has long since found a home,
Even if I don’t agree with how the romance depleted,

Let him grab me with force take me to the heavens for a glimpse,
Of what could’ve been right before he lets go easily as flapping wings,
So close to the edge of the Golden Gates but it wasn’t in the cards,

God better have a more suitable mate in mind,
I plummet down the abyss as my faith keeps me fighting for breath,
Until perfection is crafted for me I must settle for second-best

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Fallen Angel [In love with a psychic]

Let me take care of you,
Let me nurse you back to life,
Let me save you,
From yourself tonight,
You don’t usually,
Have the luxury,
To fall into pieces,
Well I am here now,
Let me put you back together,
Stay forever,

My fallen hero,
Fallen angel,
No longer the man I once known,
Necromancy,
And power divine,
Requires sacrifice,
Don’t let the evil,
Predetermined future,
Take hold of your life,
My fallen hero,
Fallen angel,
Let me save you from yourself tonight,

It must be hard,
To know what is to come,
Cus if I knew my future,
I would lose my mind tonight,
My faith resides,
Forever more,
In my prayers,
For you to see,
The error of your ways,
And the end of all days,

My fallen hero,
Fallen angel,
No longer the man I once known,
Necromancy,
And power divine,
Requires sacrifice,
Don’t let the evil,
Predetermined future,
Take hold of your life,
My fallen hero,
Fallen angel,
Let me save you from yourself tonight,

You sacrificed,
All your human traits,
To gain the powers of the gods,

Was it worth it?
Discarding my love,
For something overrated,

My fallen hero,
Fallen angel,
No longer the man I once known,
Necromancy,
And power divine,
Requires sacrifice,
Don’t let the evil,
Predetermined future,
Take hold of your life,
My fallen hero,
Fallen angel,
Let me save you from yourself tonight

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The Generational Curse

Good morning to my fallen angels! Welcome to another exciting addition to my blog. Today I would like to talk a little more about my book series. The series, as a whole, leads up to a generational war between the Olympians and the Demigods. Without spoilers, I just wanted to summarize the characters in the story without using names and their Godly parentage.

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First Book

Living in a domestic household as a child along with his younger brother and sister, he was forced into a time machine to steal The Pandemonium Gem from Hades for profitable gain. With eventual fortifying abilities that can shield him physically and mentally, he joins the fight. As an elder guardian of the source of evil, he defies his father, the lord of the gods.

Sole survivor and princess of a murdered planet, she was spared and sent to Earth to seek retribution. Unaware of her alien heritage, she slowly begins to learn about her parapsychic abilities and the truth about her past. Her mother can turn anyone to stone with just a glance.

Shapeshifting has always been his trademark. He favored the use of weaponry yet was a kindhearted, altruistic martyr. Victim to adultery and betrayal, he forgave his wife and only wanted what was best for her until the very end. His father created the labyrinth and provided weapons and armor to the other gods.

Even intangible abilities can’t help her escape her grief and regret for hurting the love of her life. Once a happy-go-lucky woman, transfromed after her husband’s sacrifice and became a strong amazoness. Her mother prefers the moon in the sky as the thrill of the hunt soothed the goddess.

His pyrokinetic powers makes perfect sense for his hot-headed temperament. Left out of the loop from the leader’s true plans makes him very angry. His father is the god of war, a merciless and almighty master.

As a child, he was very soft-spoken. His foster family took advantage of his late parents’ vast fortune. He originally died due to a gay bashing. Life got better after death when he finally met his soulmate in heaven. Now his sound manipulation helps him speak up more. His father loves to drink wine and spirits and enjoys the nightlife.

Son of the Sun God, he leads the angellic resistance to oppose their parents. He believe it is ethical to use his photokinetic gifts to take his team’s place on Mt. Olympus by force. It is time for the gods to pass down the torch to their offspring.

Fear and temptation makes him an unstable addition to the team. The lone powerhouse of the group, he never allows himself to utter a word after committing a horrible act of adultery, inevitably splitting up his two best friends forever. His ice manipulation keeps others at bay for he vows to never sin again. His mother tends to agriculture and his half-sister is the unlawful mistress of Hades.

He was raised very poor and became quite rebellious until his human death set him straight. His mother doesn’t accept his bisexual lifestyle and her vile disapproval forces her to suffer the most horrible fate. He loves himself just fine, even when half his face is disfigured due to his death to piranhas. His plasma bolts lights the way towards salvation. He is the grandson of the king of gods.

These are most of the main characters’ descriptions. To find out more, please order my book online through my publishing company, Xlibris Corporation. You can go to the dropdown menu on my blog to where it says “buy my first book.” I will provide the link here just in case: http://bookstore.xlibris.com/Products/SKU-0120663049/The-Pandemonium-Chronicles.aspx I promise I won’t mention this again for a while. I don’t wanna pester my fallen angels too much. But I call my fans that because in a way, we are all suffering and fighting our own internal struggles, but I feel we should admit it to ourselves and to each other. If we all unite and support each other, life will be easier for us all. Have a wonderful day! Over and out.