Tragic Flare

My tragic flare, a rabid sky, a crooked thought, a nurtured
Lie. And depth the cave, a frantic spark, a riven soul, a
Melic arc. Thus melodic, a wave of tears, the puce of flame,
A feral spear. And florid webs, adrift the clouds, a velvet
Scar, a silken shroud. My tragic flare, the wings of light, a
Temple wise, the tent of life. And pain to love, a spirit
Feat, a candent verse, a hidden pleat. Thus the mental, a
Flood of flames, an omic stream, the spirit slain.

My tragic flare, a rabid sky, a crooked thought, a nurtured
Lie. And lesion born, the welt of heart, the maze of God, a
Mystic ark. Thus the feyic, a cultic veil, the pride of faith,
The tears of hell. And thetic waves, the wings aflight, the
Rift of pain, the gift of light. Thus the mental, a flood of
Flames, an omic stream, the spirit slain.