Till they hurt me to death.

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faith
Member

since 2000-01-31

Posts 89

0 posted 2000-02-10 01:11 PM

Life indeed has been a vicious curse,
Smiling all the while ,
Inside plotting and betraying,
Its evil mind lingering at every twisted plot that rapes me,
Written for me , given to me by those hidden sinister powers,
Each hand that I hold,
Each breath that I take,
Is tinged up with the miseries of my past and present,
People come and go in my life,
Like broken, lying , forgotten seasons ,
Some touch me like winter , some heat me up like summer,
But when the time comes , the winds silently carries them to another world,
No one for me to keep,
Each promise which is whispered in my ears,
Now I know is nothing but a gamble between my life and my loved ones,
Winner are those who hurt me to death! sf

rich-pa
Member

since 2000-02-07

Posts 317
New Orleans, Louisiana

1 posted 2000-02-10 01:37 PM

a tad bit ont the morbid side but i like, i also admire your use of very powerful imagery with words such as "rape", it gives the poem that extra edge
rich-pa

Danny Holloway
Member Elite

since 2000-01-15

Posts 2034
Tulsa, OK

2 posted 2000-02-10 05:11 PM

There's a lot of deception in the world and that's not going to change. However, the key is to be better at recognizing it and not being it's victum.
So hard to know who to trust.
Continue writing and posting your work.
Good piece!
Danny

poetry_kills
Senior Member

since 1999-12-04

Posts 549
new orleans

3 posted 2000-02-10 08:15 PM

faith: i've liked all the poems you've posted in this forum so far

you're an excellent poet... in this one i like the lines "Each hand that I hold,/ Each breath that I take,/ Is tinged up with the miseries of my past and present" best... very vivid images there...

very good work

sincerely,
jerome the mysterious priest

A savage place! as holy and enchanted
As e'er beneath a waning moon was haunted
By woman wailing for her demon-lover!
~Coleridge

Jer
Member

since 1999-12-02

Posts 443
USA

4 posted 2000-02-11 06:14 PM

Great job! I too would like to echo the above comments. Your poems have been great and you really do have a great talent for writing them. Keep up the good work.

"WRITING IS EASY. ALL YOU DO IS STARE AT A BLANK SHEET OF PAPER UNTIL DROPS OF BLOOD FORM ON YOUR FOREHEAD." Gene Fowler

Ender
Member

since 1999-12-08

Posts 200
Yuma, AZ USA

5 posted 2000-02-11 07:29 PM

A very morbid poem, but it is still very good. Keep up the great work......i cant wait for the next one.
-Ender

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