Open Poetry #43 |
Guilt? |
scorpio eyes shut Junior Member
since 2008-07-24
Posts 31kerala, india |
Corridors dark as slime Encrusted with nameless fears Musty rooms With ancient sweat clogging every pore, Intrusive fingers Grasping hands, Creating gleeful shadows- An age-old performance On uneven lime-washed walls, Hushed tones, A push, a pull, a drag Memories of a void A black hole Of everything and nothing, The minute That ignorance broke its mould- Eyes shut tight, Never knowing… Never wanting to know, Of ravaged faces Behind colorful masks Dancing an unending dance. |
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Robert E. Jordan Member Rara Avis
since 2008-01-25
Posts 8541Philadelphia, Pennsylvania |
Scorpio eyes shut, I like your uneven lime washed walls. That is very descriptives, and sets a mood that I can even smell, as well as see. Bobby |
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Marchmadness Member Rara Avis
since 2007-09-16
Posts 9271So. El Monte, California |
You paint a very vivid picture here, Scorpio. Sends a chill down my spine. Ida |
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