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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 […]

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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 […]

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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 […]

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Dr. Rodrick Edgar Moore

November 16, 2017 by Ren'ee Verona

There has been quite the commotion regarding the notion of lucid dreaming But I, Dr. Rodrick Edgar Moore have not found reason to subscribe to such notions As I have never dreamt, in a manner concerning R.E.M. sleep, nor have I seen these so-called nightmares In my thirty one year not once has a night been filled with ghastly impressions of fantasies during slumber People claim that I have an ill disorder or simply I do not remember what I’ve […]

Categories: Uncategorized • Tags: author, doctor, life, literature, Poem, poems, poet, Poetry, Sad, writer, writing

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Sentiments Of Vertigo

November 7, 2017 by Ren'ee Verona

That captivating look always gave me a reason to reason with my sentimental heart For once she gave a smile and I smiled back, daringly at the joy that bloomed from her presence As we stood fluorescent and heaven sent, staring at the relevance pertaining to a dearly departing revelation A destiny, we saw so unspoken, one hidden very well like Fibonacci among creations divinity Thus, dream with me a parted enigma guided by the sacred geometry encrypting the cosmos […]

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VERSE XVII

“There is no world without Verona
But purgatory, torture, hell itself.” – Romeo

Romeo & Juliet – Act III, Scene III, Verse XVII. – William Shakespeare