Open Poetry #4 |
Damned |
Verve Member
since 1999-06-23
Posts 348Singapore |
Damned The night bled a crimson red, My heart, I surrendered, to burn at Salem's stake. Ritual drums pounded at my ears, But it drowns not the scream of my tears. The fiery flames lept around in a trance, Apathetic faces circled in blasphemous chants. Whirling and prancing like dancing demons, As if to purge my soul of Love's venom. The rank taste of my impaled heart, Immaculate no more, branded by a Serpent's rapier. Now eternally doomed in Damnation's hell, Never again to hear Eden's tolling bells. |
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Severn Member Rara Avis
since 1999-07-17
Posts 7704 |
Very dark! (Have you seen Dark passions yet?) I like this - it is darkly deep... and welcome to Passions |
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Seaangel Member
since 1999-07-27
Posts 167Auckland, New Zealand |
Very interesting verve, and welcome! |
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jbouder Member Elite
since 1999-09-18
Posts 2534Whole Sort Of Genl Mish Mash |
I agree with the others. Very dark and, if I might add, very interesting imagery. Good work and welcome. Jim "If I rest, I rust." -Martin Luther |
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