sacrificedivinity

✩₊˚.21⋆⁺₊✧ multifaceted oddity poetry blog @MadnessInDivinity http://linktr.ee/sacrificedivinity

[sacrificedivinity]

to seduce the bitter crowd into a tart performance

- 𝒟𝒾𝓋𝒾𝓃𝒾𝓉𝓎 𝐿𝒶𝐵𝑒𝓁𝓁𝑒, from Wounds of a Seamstress, "Man of Valor" (coming soon)

[anarchistmemedistro]

[3amthooughts]

[sacrificedivinity]

If you walk into My Room you will find that I have a concerningly large collection and love for things related to Elvis Presley and Leonard Cohen.

They're just everywhere cause in my head that's my dead husband and my father actually so I must memorialize them as such.

[newgirldark]

I don’t hide in shadows. I rest there.

[newgirldark]

Love your wounds; they tell stories that make you stronger.

[0kawawebster]

I wanna look you in the eyes as you cut my face with a razor blade

[sacrificedivinity]

unironically nike has the best slogan ever. like no seriously, just do it. just fucking do it.

just pursue that creative career

just start that business

just write that book

just leave that shitty situation

just get on that plane

just tell that person you're madly in love with them (even if they don't feel the same)

just master that craft you've been wanting to

just quit that job

just start that band

just be who you want to be right now

it's not that easy but it is that simple.

[sacrificedivinity]

reading a book in bed. half-naked. don't talk to me.

[youwerealmostmines]

♥️

@imajesusfreak

[sproutlett]

if you’re not paying attention to trees and how they sway in the wind then what are you even doing

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agoraphobia

[scribeherself]

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[madnessindivinity]

Divine Duality

Winding colors in the wind

With the eternal sage of life etched in

Nestled in its wrinkles, a wisdom so divine

Spewing spiraled roots from the garden of time

Heads framed in an absurd portrait of eyes

Questions and answers both held by luminous figures

Tangled in opposing creatures of judgement

Huddled in the poison of one's own mind

Past, present, and future

Spirits spinning the wheel of fortune

With eight blades struck through the temple, to pry

I sip the golden chalice as I cry

Tasting saltwater

Digesting the sustenance I seek

Delayed is the universe to speak, in clarity

I accept the forbidden flowers, the rotten gems

I accept the light that shines on my dark flaws and wicked hymns

I accept the hole in the sweater I bear

And the neurotic limbs under the smile I wear

For my soul never ceases

The search for the divine within

- 𝒟𝒾𝓋𝒾𝓃𝒾𝓉𝓎 𝐿𝒶𝐵𝑒𝓁𝓁𝑒

[sacrificedivinity]

This was actually an ekphrasis poem I originally wrote based on a local artist, Tatyana Nadgor's, painting of 'The Conduits'. <3

[madnessindivinity]

prism drawing is by a local stranger, Bret. It reminded me of a poem I wrote that's in my upcoming book.

Belle De Nuit/Cherub Desires

Beloved in pastime

In the presence of reality, we dream

Of burdened songs and wicked weather

Sought beneath blankets with holding the fire 

As a ragged traveler, I've written lines that are now crossed and faded

Within series of desires that now sit in their own dust 

Flashing a film of a wilting rose sharpening itself in solitude

Tapered in a projecting sky, we've set the moon out to dry

Dripping it's light down my face and morphine between my thighs

A porcelain figure of me on a pedestal, stoic and cracked

With a dagger through the center, she shatters

Caking black cherry on her lips, all bitten

Leaving trails, in which she trips over her own reflection 

Death binds the book where love was written

She gnaws on every page between it's worn leather

I hear the thorn squeak between the gaps of her teeth

It sounds like it's screaming…

The book was better than the movie

Now that I've contradicted myself to the cusp

Of everything and it's opposite

I'll crumple the reel, and bury it sweetly to rest

- 𝒟𝒾𝓋𝒾𝓃𝒾𝓉𝓎 𝐿𝒶𝐵𝑒𝓁𝓁𝑒



[sacrificedivinity]

"The only thing that makes reality is death; then they hang it on a cross and kneel down and pray to it."