Lilith in Waiting

Lilith in Waiting

Lilith in the meadows by the grassy knoll
Liilith in the shadows awaiting for
Whom the bells toll
A Lilith whose love is sullied yet pure joy, unmatched
Always forever deserted, unclaimed untouched.

Lilith reigning in her field of lilies, flaunting a snowy white
Diamond drops of  dew on her cheeks blushing rubies...dreaming of easy conquests,
Serene surety of pride.

Lilith of unearthly dreams too pure,
earthed from cadaverous hurt.
Lilith of driven snow
Unsullied by dirt.

She dreams alone
Her gashing gaping wounds,
Clean of regrets bereft of solace
Her heart quietly flows to trump your ace
Towards eternal honeymoon tryst.

Her love unmatched her Adam lost,
Vulnerability aglow upon her crystal face
Her unspoken vow,
Sacrilegious sacred cant...
Cold as marble her  taut embrace.

Her teasing bower
Her tempting power
Her lonely hour
Her kindest flowers,
Only in the beds
Of poesy,
Found is she,
Only in lilting rhyme
She garlands thee.

Loveless hell,
Dark listless heart
Torrid tears cleanse her
Tragic acts
Of three part tragedy,
Reject of God and Adam
And scorned by womankind
She masks her sorrows
Such sweet acceptance of eternal pact
Such lovely betrayal
Her truth and  fact.

So lovely so beautiful so inclement
Rapture  in swift increments
If you understand her life is
rebuilt by loss
If you fail in  keeping her faith
You stand bereaved
And she softly leaves you
Herself lost,
To wander her dreaming
meandering path.

Lilith lonesome forever lost in verse,
Robbed of power of rightful woman's wrath...
The rib that cornered all,
Of a woman's worth
Cast her into the woods
Of wondrous lots.

For you who trifle
Yet can't forget,
Slink and sink in quagmire of
voyeur's grave, 
Cement thy doom in time's
Tomb of hell.

Laced with passion your regret
A love suppressed is without grace,
To bear pain with fortitude in your
Pit of sin, awed by
Sincerity, her towering grace.

She fled from her place in
Incredulous disbelief
That her craven love
Placed her in Sin city
Your faux guilt, her grief.
A fortress of virtue, debts unpaid
In this city of Dull gratification
Without nobility or faith.

Lilith in wings of purity
A wildflower in flight
As where the wind goes
Her desires alight,
In your dead heart too
She reigns vile, 
ever decadant.
A blue gold flame
Unfettered royalty
Of loyalty dauntless of
Your plebian games

Blurred blue red
By the sloth of your saliva
Your drooling desperation
You despair despite
Attaining the fruit of
Life and knowledge
Upon soft Bosom
Of blissful décolletage...

A song of silver
A sipher of sighs
Traveller take a sip
Of her fragrant eyes
Forevermore face
The righteous garden
The incandescence
Of secret Eden

In Moon daughter's
Wisdom...Discover lost
Reveries...
Revelries flowering in the
Hearts of Wise Magi.

© Amrita Valan 2015