Dark Poetry #4 |
Eccentric Soul |
peaceful_dreamer Member
since 2003-04-25
Posts 159SoMeWhErE oVeR tHe RaInBoW |
An undying freedom like no other is just a Grasp away, feeding on forgotten memories And this sorrowful world. A tragedy unknown To man cautiously develops following the Unremembered footsteps to a melancholy place. An un-won war like an awkward silence has Overpowered life, killing a boisterous enemy With one thought in mind - the unknown Tragedy and every damn consequence. Follow the footsteps out of war and regain Self-righteousness. A failing nightmare like a dying rose has Begun to regain life behind closed doors. Afraid to reveal its unknown power and Energy to this grief-stricken world. This Monotonous torture destructed the purity - Causing everything to collapse. An un-canning coincidence like a burning Fire spreads to cover the universe. The diminutive indication means the most for breaking this cipher and putting out the fire, yet the desire to explain no longer exists. All is led to seclusion while the universe burns. An unwanted gesture like vanished time Fell in the hands of a monster in the Deteriorating nightmare that can no longer be manipulated. The monster progressively grows and ascends as a vine out of this outlandish trepidation. An apprehensive conscience like an undeveloped Person grasps freedom like no other. The Forgotten memories are thrown into the Fire of this sorrowful world. The war Covers the footprints; the path is lost. And This coincidental nightmare had occurred again. "I'm just me, trapped in a body." |
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River Senior Member
since 2003-09-16
Posts 627my own little world |
hey! I like this! it's very descriptive and gripping, and I really agree with what you're saying here. great job! =) - River "Stained by the sun, I can see colors...colors of mercy washing over me." - 3 Minutes From Home |
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green_itchy_stuff Senior Member
since 2003-06-26
Posts 1929New Caney, Tx |
Thats cool. You take a very broad approach to a point and never pinpoint, just get closer and closer and narrower and narrower. Almost a touch, but not quite. All this while it is specific like a light into a prism and divided into a rainbow. Thats cool. -GIS Corruption is caused by holes in obedience to God. |
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peaceful_dreamer Member
since 2003-04-25
Posts 159SoMeWhErE oVeR tHe RaInBoW |
Thanks! A lot of people that have read this didn't like it. It's nice to hear some positive feedback. "I'm just me, trapped in a body." |
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