Open Poetry #11 |
Perdition |
Mike Member Elite
since 1999-06-19
Posts 2462 |
Beseech me not, gloom's desolation, grinning in thy ghostly horrors, mock not my thirsty, toil spent soul as I traverse torn and trampled battlefields of life's tempations, night's conflagrations. O' misery and mourning, restless heart and fevered brain, tossing in the great deep of sin, 'mid howling chorus and moaning seas, victims of dark siren's song, sinking, ever sinking through wall of tears, unto bottomless depths of evil kind, of human mind, within my soul, dark demons kept, as angels wept. soul's despair of haunting sorrow, touched upon by lifeless breath, by somber death, amidst the pain, my mournful cries, behind my mask of vacant eyes, sinking, ever sinking, unto perdition. |
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Dark Enchantress Senior Member
since 1999-07-27
Posts 1258meet Morgana |
This was just amazing Mike...it got to me in a way...I'm not quite sure how but I'm sure you know what I mean...anyway, great poem! Angel I am no one if not myself. ~*SeLf PrOcLaImEd FrEaK oF nAtUrE*~ |
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Denise
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-08-22
Posts 22648 |
Dark and foreboding, Mike. Excellent writing! Denise |
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Nan
Administrator
Member Seraphic
since 1999-05-20
Posts 21191Cape Cod Massachusetts USA |
There aren't many whose dark poetry can lure me in.. You're at the top of my list, though, my friend.. This is excellently done.. |
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Martie
Moderator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Mike--very dark yes...but so well done...the form was great and fit the mood you so skillfully weaved. |
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