I – My Faerie Child : A Monster’s Elegy

Born out of my chaotic forehead which occupied with only sore thoughts
But she as a fairy child flying over cattles in the nature’s favourite spots
Mermaid of the Arabic Ocean, Angel of the Arch of Heaven are the composure of her flourishing face, I reiterate
Fell crying in deep dilemma for this God’s gift to monster
Till her feathery touch on my cheek left my ignorant wild eyes moisture

Her gleaming capsules blossom thousands of flowers in the backyard berth
Purple flower on her head creates the Heavenly picture on the earth
Curling my fingers around she talks language strange
Cuddling her close to my crude chest leaves my race nature melange
My Demonic voice singing chordless lullaby for her consolation
I love thee Papa! she indicates is my infinite life’s completion

In The Game of Blindfolds-Catch, sometiems I win sometimes I lose
For her splendid smile captivates my soulless body in calaboose
blindfolded, I smiled catching the sound of her light footsteps, the tune of her earrings, the raga of her chuckle
All these kept me following on the same route on foot to catch my lifetime miracle

Sudden strange darkness heavily trampled over my skull nerves
Her scarce silence frenzily screamed over my owl ears
The sense of her missing numbed my hideous heart Instant
Heaven help! I cried tracking down her lavenderous scent
Helpless I, to unfold my eye which wept bleeding without sigh

Horror! Horror! was the echo of my mind’s reverie
Running scared hands floating on air after my fairy
Tottering cold hands seeking her finger-buds to mingle
grisly ears sobbing to hear her glady giggle
Falling on ground side-cheeked without any hold
Exceedingly flowing tears loosened the malevolent fold

Collapsed eyelids opened up praying it as her mischievous tricky cheat
Breathing lips grambling her name repeatedly repeat
Looking heads-up, horrowly witnessed mourning dim moon
Beside the tiny purple flower kissing her name engraved on a malicious tombstone

II – The Monster’s Wrath : An Incursion To Underworld

In Agony, roaring vocal threatened the nocturnals pray for dawn
Ironfist rapidly smashing the jaw of deadly Underworld Dons
Furiously burning meteor eyes scared Hellfires to whining
My volcanic wrath melted the Charon’s skin to shining
Caries teeth of ruthless Cerberus bathed in blood
Snivelling nose threw flames all over the Hermes’ slood
Glaring eyebrows challenged the King of Death in his own Den
Blasting muscles unleashed my rampage rush madden

Annoyed Hades hastily wielded his helmet, The Helm of Darkness
Perplexed Persephone held him to discuss the rationale of my rudeness
The Queen of Underworld saw through my malignant eye’s grief
And spell my weary physic to gently travel asleep
Herself, the daughter of Demeter, she perceived my labour
Then gracefully caressed my forehead return to sober

My Fairy ! I cried out waking amidst the judges
On dias, the devil’s disciples scorning at me with grudges
Fisting the floor frantically trembled the Tartarus’ roof lose durable
Uproaring her name thousand times distrusted thunderbolt its inviolable

III – Persephone’s Empathy : The Resurrection

Chained by Queen’s compassion surrendered my vigorous stem
Against my own nature, begged humanly on knee before them
Mothering her everyday battened my sloth soul feel kindness
Protecting her over mine made me her fatherly figure in vileness

The merciless heart unconditionally pleaded
The fluidless blood clingingly bleaded
Like a snagged fish dragged out of water, suffocating without her omnipresence
Witnessing a monster’s incursion for a fairy child stunned the juries of compresence
At length, The Queen’s outcry struck them to look back in wonder
And commanded aggressively to undo the brutal blunder

Sudden Heavenly fragrance of lavender in Hell penetrated my snout
Sound of light footsteps, tune of earrings, raga of chuckle stirred my mind blackout
Like a shimmering Plum Diamond among limestones, she lively moved aside from the dead
My languishing legs knelt down in tears of joy with the bowing head
Showery rainbow light dashed the terrific dark of underworld to leisure
And had Persephone feel her first ever heartbeats in pleasure

Like a flightless little dove walk, My Little Angel ran towards me making her giggly sound
Hell fell in bewilderment looking at her fairy arms hugging my gory neck around
She hugged tight not to get lost ever again
I promised not to let this unbearable pain come again
Bended before the Goddess for enduring the treason
To empathetically bestand resurrecting my life’s reason

IV – My Princess of Happy Isle : Back To Earth

Now colourful everywhere,
Smily faces of departed souls pray for endless life in togetherness
The River of Fire puffing cool breeze out of its essestialness
On way back to entrence, Algea’s eyes awestruck in amazement
Piercing out to the earth astonishes the animals in excitement

The instant her presence on earth spreading warm electrons all over
Sick buds elevate blossoming acres of area out of hangover
Lazy birds flapping thier wings in cheerfulness
Wary Nocturnals dancing with diurnals in craziness
Clouds stand still eclipsing for her
Rays glows kissing on her
Sun refuses returning from her
Moon awaits attending to her

Happy Isle! Happy Isle, Happy Isle caressing her hair milder
My Happy Princess of the forest sleeps leaning on my shoulder
Smoothly crawling in to preserve her rest
Gently placing her in the cradle of our nest
Her murmuring words while asleep draws me close to her poetic countenance
My rolling tears grin kissing her forehead for her heartfelt hearty utterance
Papa, Papa, Papa

Khaled KM

Like The Monster is given a Faerie child to become a Human
The Human is given a Muse to become a Poet

My Muse Is The Faerie Child🧚
And I Am The Monster 🐾