Love Prayer

POETRY NEWS #4179
Date: 11/16/2012 at 04:23
From: Wala
To : Sartan, the Malevolent
Subj: Love Prayer

With the fire of my hate a shield I'll cast for You
Hear Your daughter, Overlord!
Mantles made from foes skinned with my nails and with my teeth
Will be covering Your grounds
For all to see what There abounds

In the shadows of the forests I'd been searching
Hear Your daughter, Overlord!
Never finding God strong ample to aid me
But I feel You here now
Thus I know it's You who can

With my never-ending sins, future, past and which exits
A magnificent rose crown to You I'll trim
Passions and desires of vengeance
Will be hoarded for Your pleasure
Naught I need but just one thing
Can You hear me, Overlord?
That you bring the one who abandoned back to me

Penned by my hand on the 16th of Miraman, in the year 611 AF.