Dark Poetry #3 |
Still life -Godhead's Lament (second of seven) |
Lethe Junior Member
since 2001-04-10
Posts 36Blackforrest |
GODHEAD'S LAMENT Marauder Staining the soil, midst of stillness Beloved fraternity to an end Red eyes probe the scene All the same Stilted for the beholder Depravity from the core Handcarved death in stoneladen aisles I hide the scars from my past Yet they sense my (mute) dirge This is when it all falls apart White hands grasping for straws Sly smile, poisoned glare behind Undisguised manmade nova Mute cry, don't dare to tread Searing beams tracking you down Adoring what never has been Some will bring with them all they have seen Searching my way to perplexion The gleam of her eyes In that moment she knew Thought I could not leave this place On this imminent day As I've reached the final dawn To what's gone astray What would they care if I did stay No-one would know What would they care if I did stay No-one should know Still brooding, soothing clam That rigid, twisted face Blank godhead, tear my name Lost virtue, frantic lust Searching my way to perplexion In crumbling faith I saw her Bearing her pain in the wilderness The gleam of her eyes In that moment she knew |
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coyote Senior Member
since 2001-03-17
Posts 1077 |
I liked this one very much too. more please?, Lethe. |
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Swamp¤Faeryie Member
since 2000-12-04
Posts 393fairyland....of course;) |
MISSED ONE!! "Stilted for the beholder Depravity from the core Handcarved death in stoneladen aisles I hide the scars from my past Yet they sense my (mute) dirge This is when it all falls apart " oh how i relate to this poem!! As always you've done what is in my opinion ASTOUNDING work,you really really should be published!! sam much madness is divinest sense,and much sense the starkest madness~Emily Dickinson |
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