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The Profanity of a Serpent’s Kiss

March 29, 2020 by Ren'ee Verona

Parables are set among the graphite echoing justly with thee ages, yet becoming brittle with time This waltz that we endure contaminates our souls and our forlorn dying spirits… the lost of love, the seed hatred All to marry the victims in a wedlock tailored terrifying, bearing twisted tidings Although, nothing has sat more bitter or more deviant than your goodbye…or as mind-numbing as your serpent kiss Profanity, therefore, is the word I would use to describe eternity, as well […]

Categories: Uncategorized • Tags: assyrian, author, authors, babylon, cherub, eden, forever, god, gold, heaven, hell, kiss, life, literature, moon, nile, poems, poet, Poetry, serpent, souls, Sumerian, sun, time, verona, writer, writing, writing community

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Erebus Canto Part: 16 – Son of The Morning Star

March 3, 2020 by Ren'ee Verona

[ Phobos: Holy terrors to tread along these waters beloved Deimos, the liquid is suffering more as he endures more Deimos: Darker the spirit, Darker the reflection Phobos: We have never been so fortunate beloved Deimos, to rest our wills upon such sovereignty…to think devils cared for their own souls Deimos: Not soul, but heart, for not heart, no soul Phobos: How observant beloved deimos…the taste of pomegranate to flourish garnishing his tongue] “ Sown upon eternity’s lips a matric […]

Categories: Uncategorized • Tags: angels, authors, crown, elohim, erebus, existence, god, inri, jehovah, lillies, literature, lucifer, music, poems, poet, Poetry, poetry community, prince, verona, writing, writing community

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Erebus Canto Part: 13 – Pearls & Gold

August 12, 2019 by Ren'ee Verona

A kiss she left upon my brow as these moments started fleeing from the discord making its home within my dystopian heart “ Dear Eurus must you go… Must you leave me with this darkness that I have known since the time of my existence Surely you jest and art to stay with me…as the stars lie vilified, while these constellations marry about ill-encompassed My beloved hear me, whereas I ask that you do not walk towards a fallacious paradise […]

Categories: Uncategorized • Tags: angels, asylum, babylon, canto, capulet, classic literature, constellations, destiny, dove, dreams, eart, eden, epic poem, erebus, flames, freedom, god, gold, heart, heaven, hell, holy, kiss, light, love, montague, paradise, pearls, Poem, poems, poet, Poetry, poetry community, relic, review, short story, sky, stars, verona, writer, writing, writing community

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NOIR, THE PRIMROSE

July 13, 2019 by Ren'ee Verona

Within the moon we sat, a lofty raven and the spotted dove, driven meticulously through a broken, shifting zenith Where our feathers bloomed bioluminescent-ly setting aglow the silver, sighing sands, and the forsaken, fragile stardust A must we galavant as our beaks drown dearly beneath the brim of a soul reaving zinfandel, hued thusly thy everberry Marked thereof water lilies whispering about those dragonflies that waltz remarkably around their Victorian crown Elated art we masquerading amidst the sunbeams edging this […]

Categories: Uncategorized • Tags: ambrosia, cabernet, chardonnay, chromebook, dove, dragonflies, fireflies, flower, god, kiss, lily, moon, ocean, paradise, pearls, Poem, poet, Poetry, raven, revelation, riesling, sauvignon blanc, soma, star, stardust, verona, victorian, virgo, waltz, wine, writer

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LILYBANE

June 5, 2019 by Ren'ee Verona

Here I stand the herald of ash and thunder weeping at the sight belonging to a vigilant destruction Perils lie in this event title eerily as the hour of “Lilybane” a derivative so dire, her lips only knew simply a willow berry’s taste Beautiful too, she stood during a violent tick-tock as her hair curled like rose petals withering amidst an ill-begotten flame Obsidian was my tongue as I preached outwardly concerning a prelude glorify that which was to come […]

Categories: Uncategorized • Tags: babylon, bane, bone, city, dream, god, heaven, heterochomatia, holy, how to, jupiter, justice, King, lily, lord, obsidian, ovid, paradise, paradox, poems, Poetry, prose, redemption, Renee Verona, repentance, rose, roses, saturn, sword, thunder, verona

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My Beloved Icarus

March 26, 2019 by Ren'ee Verona

Began it all with blood that drips from a bloodstone which gilded the might of blood mages, so reluctant to stare at a blood moon Glancing at these nightmares, those bearing such haunting hemlock and nightshade, waking night terrors nightly Thus night fiends to fair, who art henceforth, found screeching horror, humbled as heretics-lost, Yet, moreover, sinners hereby mumbling a broken mortality…the axis teeters tenaciously, talent-ly among our diplomacy, Zealously, as we thrive throughout open stages displaying carnival and carnage […]

Categories: Uncategorized • Tags: angels, author, author community, blood, god, icarus, moon, Poem, poet, Poetry, poetry community, prophecy, sun, writer, writing, writing community

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A Ballad Of Primordal Whispers

June 13, 2018 by Ren'ee Verona

I can hear them whispering, twelve sighted doves painting the sky with a white flame which lies simply holistic Something heliocentric among these symbolic promises that we share, I and thy god… bearing the universe in silk Tightly woven in amber, thus blessed by those falling angels paring demi-devils dancing for the ballad Loosely personifying a score so beloved by the echoing virtues pertaining to silence, listen for they whisper still Those hymns along with prayers fulfilling a sated deity […]

Categories: Uncategorized • Tags: angels, doves, flame, god, juliet, Poem, Poetry, primordal, ravens, whisper

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The Priest & The Pauper

April 26, 2018 by Ren'ee Verona

Give unto me something other than the treachery that squanders about this lack lustered vanity proclaimed as life Speak upon those lilies once said to garnish gardens, embellishing the mundane as to enchant this day to day acrylic humanity One dimensionally torn from divinity, bound parallel to the attributes gritting gravity, grabbing a given gluttony and so forth Therefore, wherefore art we the lot, a chosen people, more so, an intimate species holding a complexity akin to hybrid gods Mythical […]

Categories: Uncategorized • Tags: author, brother, divinty, dreams, existence, father, fears, flowers, god, gold, gravity, humanity, jewels, life, literature, music, night, paradise, pauper, Poem, poems, poet, Poetry, priest, renee, riches, roses, souls, verona, vox populi, writer, writing

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The Coral Snake & The Scarlet King

January 30, 2018 by Ren'ee Verona

Discord among the nightfall with these winter berries found frozen Between honeycomb lips of those sweet whispers which speak of a king dress in scarlet Ebbing at the somber hour when the stars had forsaken such royalty…malice to fill the air Grieving our scarlet king did…loathing at the sight of his crippling, conscious soul “ What has become of me during this time when I have ruled over man… claiming dominion over their lives Who am I, surely not a […]

Categories: Uncategorized • Tags: coral, corpses, darkness, death, Exitus Acta Probat, father, god, gold, heaven, King, nightfall, paradise, Poem, Poetry, renee, rubies, saint, scarlet, snake, soul, undertaker, venom, verona

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The Scarlet King

January 30, 2018 by

Discord among the nightfall with these winter berries found frozen Between honeycomb lips of those sweet whispers which speak of a king dress in scarlet Ebbing at the somber hour when the stars had forsaken such royalty…malice to fill the air Grieving our scarlet king did…loathing at the sight of his crippling, conscious soul “What has become of me during this time when I have ruled over man… claiming dominion over their lives Who am I, surely not a god, […]

Categories: Uncategorized • Tags: coral, corpses, darkness, death, Exitus Acta Probat, father, god, gold, heaven, King, nightfall, paradise, Poem, Poetry, renee, rubies, saint, scarlet, snake, soul, undertaker, venom, verona

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Enchantée

September 7, 2016 by Ren'ee Verona

Burning molecules ionizing, so much so, That a godlike light labeled as plasma forms And lighting strikes from the hands of a God reaching sadly only a stone’s throw Inscribe among these fragmented parchments heaven’s broken tempo Do I dare face the agony tied to a lonely tomorrow alone?… Who knows what off brand chemistry will infest the air Hence, I ask myself is this the strength that I claim to bare Enduring a self-inflected pain that is slowly eradicating […]

Categories: Uncategorized • Tags: chemistry, dream, enchanted, eternality, everlasting, existence, god, life, memories, paradise, poems, poet, Poetry, rose, star, time, vainty

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