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likwidsilvher New Member
since 2000-11-07
Posts 2 |
There is an anger in her for a world she filled with hate for every life that passed her in the writing of her fate for all the need that filled her and the self no one would take all the hope that whispered "you'll be loved for your own sake. The castles she created now destroyed in mindless rage the crystal roads she painted now a blackness on each page the Knight she wrote in wonder was erased with anger's sword, but dream still tied her to him with a demon hangman's cord. Where love had been her partner hatred found its new abode rage-filled wish to shame him for the lies that were her road a battle fought within her as she struggled to deny the woman she created was a figment of her lie. And hatred seared her, raging, for that woman that she was laid bare in painted starkness stripped of misty gauze created as salvation from a self she wouldn't face forgotten in the gardens of the fantasy she'd trace. Trapped by feared rejection, so filled with desperate want stalked by daily terror of a truth that ever haunts screaming in the silence of a mind that cannot flee from woman fate created in sadistic revelry. Her everyday companion now despair she can't control her nightly flitting shadows hate-filled demons of her soul that force the anger in her as it burns in naked flame the only true direction toward the self she can now name. A stabbing want impales her on the steely blade of need to feel a touch of passion that would quench the fiery seed. Anguish washes o'er her for the chains upon her mind twisted in her essence that demands a love that binds. And hope she tried to gather is just one more fantasy that robed her in a mantle of a woman she can't be. In silent pleas unspoken angusihed mind begs just one lie to break the ties that hold her to a world in which she dies |
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Poet deVine
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-05-26
Posts 22612Hurricane Alley |
Welcome to the family! Wow....this is so well written and though it's very dark in it's tone, I did enjoy it very much. Each line drips with anger and despair. May I ask if it's written about you? Sounds like someone's mother - like a story of her life that hasn't worked out the way she wants. How close am I here? By the way, I do look forward to reading more from you. And please check your email for a special message. And if you have any questions, please ask!  |
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Lakewalker Member Elite
since 2000-08-05
Posts 3289On the streets w/ people |
 Weclome to Passions Wonderful job on this, it's really good. Thanks for sharing it and please post some more  I think this part is done realy well:"Trapped by feared rejection, so filled with desperate want stalked by daily terror of a truth that ever haunts" "Disagreements stimulate thought, thought stimulates action, and action stimulates life." --Me!! http://www.thehungersite.com |
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Dopey Dope
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Member Patricius
since 2000-08-30
Posts 11132San Juan, Puerto Rico |
Welcome to PASSIONS!!! A wonderful first post and i did love the darkness in this poem. Great job!  I was born myself, raised myself, and will continue to be myself. The world will just have to adjust. I hate your socks. I'd like to burn them! |
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Jose Marti Member
since 2000-07-01
Posts 374washing DC |
Nice poem, I like it a lot. good imagery |
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ZAOfreak Junior Member
since 2000-11-08
Posts 22CA, USA |
Your poem was really rad. It's one of those writings that just rips your guts out... that's the only way I can describe it. Amazing work. |
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