Mea Veritas

[Matteo]

This poem was actually written as a gift to a friend, on a picture I drew. The picture was of a demon embracing an angel, but both finding succor in the embrace. The following poem was written to represent the picture... mostly in sentiment I guess.

 

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Mea Veritas

 

To who might take this plight yet named,

Still in whose eyes is justice framed?

'Tis tongue of man, whose banes we wield,

As if in heaven, voice refrained.

 

So grievous and yet simply done,

In ignorance, nay, in life doth run,

Alacrity and flavour wrought

Of human nature's sordid pun.

 

In its words and in His grace,

No such thing should ever face,

The blood of man from He did cite,

The pict and marrow of this race.

 

Yet still I err in what I do,

Though through His gild and boon I drew,

The essence of the reign He holds,

To deific love my crime is due.

 

And due indeed, by way and lee,

Dum spiro, spero am' vici;

That void to which I disavow,

My sombre ruin, now am free.

 

The sun once shone upon my skin,

As if the shadow's frigid din

Drew the warmth from 'twixt its weaves,

To leave a tender chill within.

 

Thus with my love I shall avow,

That sordid sun seams warmer now;

Yet still a darkness grins its creed,

And bears my wrong with curved brow.

 

I judge I know, though loath the sound,

The truth to which my fate is bound,

If truly just and justly pure,

I 'cede to thee, on tempered ground.

 

If banished be, I shan't place blame,

To any berth, I'll bear no shame,

To travel hence with paramour,

Where love is more than just a name.

 

The simplest passion born of Him,

Benign intention, wreathed within,

Tethered sinew, hearts entwined,

Since when did love become a sin?

 

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The title is Latin, it means "My Truth"

Edited March 4, 2004 by Matteo

[Regel]

A beautiful poem indeed Matteo. You have a certain style of writing I quite enjoy.

 

 

So grievous and yet simply done,

In ignorance, nay, in life doth run,

Alacrity and flavour wrought

Of human nature's sordid pun.

 

 

 

 

 

The naked truth is often a sordid pun. Excellent choice of words.

[Matteo]

Thank you, I find myself writting in this sort of style alot... though I lack the inspiration to finish most of my works. I do manage to squeeze a few out now and again though.

[Justin Silverblade]

You know I like it Matteo.

 

 

- Justin

[Salinye]

Matteo, I really liked this a lot. You have a very eloquent way with words. Would it be possible for us to view the picture you drew as well? I'd love to see it.

 

~Salinye