Dark Poetry #3 |
Emotionless |
samonapj New Member
since 2002-07-10
Posts 6 |
Here is a poem I wrote in September of 2001, it has been awarded by Poetry.com and is being published, it is my first poem I have writted. I just thought I would show you it. Emotionless Sharp like a dagger, blood piercing with pain It feels as if the platform beneath me has been ripped away I am in a constant struggle with the air trying to meet my inevitable demise Blood strewn and shaken I have been left without a soul and will Thinking of the fate that has been bestowed upon me My heart feels as if it has been ripped away My soul finally bleeds its last blood It is now my time for my body has breathed its last breath [This message has been edited by samonapj (07-10-2002 05:27 PM).] |
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PoetryIsLife
since 2001-10-27
Posts 1763...in my boxers... |
A very, very well written piece, Amon. Very real, very dark. It delves into the mind, seemingly, of one who feels lost, more correctly one who feels no more. As if life has ripped it's very self from you. Disturbing, but that isn't a bad thing, is it? I don't feel so. Splendid imagery, by the way. ~Titus As I'm out there, walking, searching, for myself, for you.... won't you join me? Let's walk this journey together. |
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devina Member Elite
since 1999-10-28
Posts 3539Cali |
Loved the imagery of this one!!! dark illusions? yes yes yes!!! Open arms can be the most fragile in the world... |
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samonapj New Member
since 2002-07-10
Posts 6 |
Thank you for the replies! When I try to write I find it absolutely necessary to use imagery to convey my point, thank you for noting it, I am new to these forums but I feel very welcome. |
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bsquirrel
since 2000-01-03
Posts 7855 |
Welcome! /pip/Forum1/HTML/000617.html She said burn ... together. |
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samonapj New Member
since 2002-07-10
Posts 6 |
Yes I sorta figured that out when they sent my little brother one too for a stupid poem, I never purchased a book thank God. However you coulda atleast let me off with my dignity:/ I still am very proud of my poem, I thought it was good and feelings do not change. It's sad, I made my mother so proud... on to being a F#*# up son again [This message has been edited by samonapj (07-14-2002 10:32 AM).] |
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