Dark Poetry #2 |
Parody. repost from open 7. |
brian madden Member Elite
since 2000-05-06
Posts 4374ireland |
I have spoken all the words of my soul diluted for ingestion as half truths and vague lies. As the artist strips to educate the world mirror I have exhibited my naked self, opening the facets of my mind and the threads of dreams; to be held and explored in the hands of strangers. Alone my words exist for my own purpose, here they define me as though I am God, having giving birth to my people waiting for them to return the favour. Born with a great line, in constant search of that new wisdom to display in prose. This is the burden that sought me out, I have been chosen to voice my pain, to ease my soul I speak agony for sanity. My experiences are null and void, only fully appreciated by myself. Then when I write am I mocking you, teasing with rhyme, awaiting your interpretation praying that I am not asked for an explanation? This is my parody. Perhaps that was spoken with too much clarity. I have lashed against everything to expel the demons of my adolescence. Life has drained my fight and tamed my voice from a passionate shout to an elegant sigh. Once I waged war today I only want to dream. Hibernation is my new obsession. I have spoken all of my privacy openly allowed the world to see me empty, Isolation of a lover now strangles me. Wounded and alone I refuse to let you see. I deny everything said outside of this parody, Take your poetic piece of me and leave. ============================== My inspiration is gone for the moment so I am relying on reposts, just like all the television stations that are showing repeats. This one is from ages ago anyway. THanks for reading. This is best read by looking in between the lines. "Beyond all this good is the terror,The grip of a mercenary hand,When savagery turns all good reason, There's no turning back, no last stand,"I.Curtis |
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-08-02
Posts 8296Purgatorial Incarceration |
Open #7 is "ages ago...???" Wow, what does that make those of us who have stuff from Open #1??? |
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poutprincess Senior Member
since 2000-07-06
Posts 735Perth, Western Australia, Australia |
hmmm.....this one I like. "Then when I write am I mocking you, teasing with rhyme, awaiting you intrepretation praying that I am not asked for an explanation?" Many of us write this way, needing to get out deep rooted feelings but too afraid of being "seen" in raw form.....so we become a parody of sorts through written words. very good! ~Dawn whatcha doing in this darkness baby when you know love will set you free? will you stay in the sea forever Drowning there for all eternity? ~Live |
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Kethry Member Rara Avis
since 2000-07-29
Posts 9082Victoria Australia |
Brian I tried reading between the lines. All I got was cross-eyed. Lol. Good poem anyway. btw unless you tell me, I would not know what vintage your work is. Be well Kethry "It is the image in the mind that links us to lost treasures; but it is the loss that shapes the image, gathers the flowers weaves the garland."- |
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