THE SECRET GARDEN September 2010 by Antino Angel

I have a secret garden
often invaded by snakes
Slithering their way inside
where hides the sweetest fruit to take
        Inside my sacred garden
        there is a secret to tell
        a masculine virility morphed
        into a feminine fertility
        But I am not female.
I have a secret garden
Lush with pleasure and need
Lust crawls through the grass
while desire swings from trees
         Inside my bountiful garden
         there is a secret to tell
         The flowers bloom aphrodisia
         from the soil of my womb's enigma
         But I am not female.   

 I have a secret garden
here grows my nature's most forbidden fruit
Enchanting is the nectars' sweetness
 seeping from the wantoness forged from its roots
          Inside my lurid garden
          there is a secret to tell
          Spirits of nymphs linger internally
          seeking sublime gratification eternally
          But I am not female.

I AM THE NIGHT October 2009 Antino Angel

In the depths of the night
I wonder aimlessly through the bowels of dark alleys and desolate streets.
Lust guides my path.
Desire beckons me.

Unknowing what lurks beyond the shadowy scapes
As I sense the severe silhouettes that await
and embrace their violation

For wantonness wears me like a cape
and I am the product of my own imagination
A lone angel of the night desperate with vigilant lust

Helplessly I yearn for many lewd intrusions


my black wings erected for flight
I am the night.

UNTITLED October 2009 Antino Angel

The church has sodomized us
with the rigid shaft of its crucifix
We piss on it's precious black book of lies
Underneath the fathers' robes
hide a thousand throbbing dicks
Fuck their false moralities
Illusions mask hypocritical perversities
They unwittingly celebrate blasphemous rumours
so who will save the children now.

WAITING,WONDERING,ANTICIPATING May 2005 Antino Angel

Waiting
sitiing here
thinking about you
wanting you near
Wondering
how long will it be
when I see you again
are you missing me
Anticipating
those moments to come
kisses to share
into your arms I'll run
Waiting
to be finally free
abandoning my past
for our love that will be
Wondering
what feelings you share
if I read your mind
would I find me there
Anticipating
the day to fall upon
so I can be with you
there is no other one
Waiting
for time to pass
reunited with you
together at last
Wondering
how deep is your love
am I enough for you
is it me you dream of
Anticipating
to see you again
to be finally happy
with my lover friend
Waiting
after a long time
for entitled happiness
a love one of a kind
Wondering
if your feelings the same
will you tell me you love me
do I take your last name
Anticipating
for something thats true
only time will tell
when its just me and you.

KILL KILL BURN BURN April 2003 Antino Angel

Often when man doesn't understand
Things complex and new,
He destroys them
Ignorant in his beliefs that they are evil and taboo.
It's in his nature, reared from birth.
Kill, kill, burn, burn;
Then there is mirth.
Joy comes from pain he inflicts upon others
Kill fathers and sons,
Burn mothers and daughters.
Ignorance prevails as long as knowledge cannot win
They kill, kill, burn, burn,
But we pay for their sins.
False judgement is quickly passed
By those of this kind.
They commit unholy acts,
While passing them as divine.
Pain is their ruler on a throne wrought with sin;
Hatred is contagious;
Only God judges in the end.

ANGELS AND DEMONS August 2005 Antino Angel

Sometimes I am an angel
At other times I am a demon
Sometimes I'm all together
Other times I seem uneven
I know there is much goodness in me
But the evil often shows
I am an angel and a demon
Two entities possess my soul
The light of my angel shines
As bright as my demon is dark
I love with pure conviction
And hate with the blackest of hearts
An angel lives inside me
A demon lives there as well
War wages within me
Good and evil struggle to dwell
Hark the herald angels sing
In unison with the wicked demons scream
I'm torn between both halves
With my sanity unraveling at the seam
Though they continue to coexist
Only one can truly prevail
I am an angel and a demon
I am both heaven and hell.

THE LEGEND OF NARCISSUS'S VANITY May 2005 Antino Angel

His name was Narcissus
the most beautiful boy in the world
Vanity was his equal
for he was as breathtaking as a girl
When Narcissus first saw Vanity
they fell madly in love
But on their love would soon fall tragedy
as they knew not what was
Guilty for loving each other
yet innocent in their sin
Both condemned by their families
persecuted as homosexual men
So Narcissus promised Vanity
to someday runaway together
Nothing would keep them apart
they should be each other forever
Vanity longed for the day
when they could walk hand in hand
Undisturbed by the looks of others
free love between man and man
The day would finally come
when the two lovers were ready to go
Narcissus wanted to tell no one
Vanity thought his mother should know
But she would betray his secret
o his father she ran to tell
He was determined to save his son's soul
or Vanity would burn in hell
That night Narcissus came for Vanity
the father waited at the door
He told Narcissus it was over
that Vanity loved him no more
Narcissus insisted it was a lie
Vanity would have told him himself
So they were still leaving together
and it was the business of no one else
The father revealed a gun
demanding the young man to leave
He should go away quietly
or else he would have to bleed
Vanity heard shouts from his window
Suddenly he ran outside
His father fired a shot at Narcissus
but it was Vanity whom the bullet would collide
The beautiful lad fell to his knees
Narcissus ran to his side
his world now turned upside down
God please dont let Vanity die
Narcissus caressed his lovers head
as Vanity looked into his eyes
And with his last breathe he cried
"I love you,goodbye."
The father shrieked in horror
what had he just done
Blinded by his own hatred
he had killed his only son
Narcissus had never known such pain
this tragedy that sealed their fate
Why was his love taken from him
Vanity had been his soulmate
Months would soon pass
but Narcissus would never be the same
He sank into a deep depression
feeling as if he was to blame
Lost without his lover
Narcissus longed to die
Vanity was gone forever
to the Lord everynight he cried
An angel came to visit him
she spoke to him in his dreams
He begged her to bring back Vanity
her response was only God could deem
The next morning Narcissus awoke
his mirror would question his sanity
But then he realized heaven's gift
for in his reflection he would always see his Vanity.