Jayeeta Shamsul


The Scroll of Sorceress:


The Scroll of Sorceress:

I do dark arts,
I do allure men to beat drums,
I cast spell through evil eye beads,
My dirty tricks no one reads,
I am someone who never cheats.
I am dark art goddess,
I am wise sorceress! !
I am black magic woman,
I can shun every omen,
I purify things in my oven,
I romance with raven,
I love the idea of ‘Amen’.
I write sagacious scrolls,
I recognize the precious stones,
I make perfume from touchwoods,
I create geometric signs to search hidden gold.
I learn oral-fictions from people,
I love how children giggle,
I hear the murmur of Brooke’s ripple.
Sometimes, I hate to deal with wisdom jiggle.
I do worship tribal totems,
I make sacred threads in their names,
I pour folk medicines into my talismans,
Still, I make people believe in magic essentials! !
I read books with my philosopher lover,
He stays with me till the day is over,
With him I desire to hover,
Around the world! !
He is the prophet of wisdom,
He knows the language of freedom,
He considers my scrolls superficial;
Above all, he’s my lover sagacious! !
He is philanthropist to the humanity,
Still, he desires to apply rules on me,
He wants me to be his personal sorceress
But I’m my spells’ seductress! !
The thread b/n us leans a bit more,
I welcomed a necromancer on my heart’s shore;
I learn to tame evil spirits from him,
To make my life-pot brim.
With nova nectars of dream.
The necromancer gave me a lamp of happiness,
He’s erased my sourness,
I’ve recognized true zeal & zest,
I’m his pet goldfish.
He’s melted down my anguish,
I’m happy to be his personal wish.
Of late, I’m seeing a priestess,
She is my new enchantress,
I give oblations to my goddess;
With her, I explore new roads,
To search the omnipotent gods! !
I believe in myself,
I know god can be lover,
Sex can be sacred,
Body can be celebrated,
Scars can be a mask of beauty! !
And my lover is my jesus,
Jesus is my lover!
In my world, a criminal falls for angel,
Angel falls for the sinner.
Violence can coexist with peace
You can carry knife and books,
You can pollute the air.
These are my scrolls, I dare to decode,
Still, I’m supercilious sorceress,
I ogle at evil eye beads,
I occult to make you healed.
I shiver in sheer joy,
When my lovers enjoy my words.
I an angel of darkness,
I am the ultimate empress,
Of your guilty pleasure.
And it’s always better to be bad,
Than wearing a mask of being good! !

Submitted: Saturday, February 22, 2014

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