Dark Poetry #4 |
Conscious Numb (or) Powerline |
Kaos Member
since 2001-08-02
Posts 317between space and time |
As i fade into a limbo conscious but sleeping (or is this considered numb) my brain is invaded by all all that is you your scent climbs my nostrils and soothes my inhibitions a beautiful simper upon an angelic face lips so soft longing to feel them against mine the gentle love you offer that i yearn to feel in my heart i yearn to feel swelter my heart from within and to project a brilliant aura into my life I desire to put spark back into the now lack of electricity the powerline i inhabit had stripped from it's path (if i'm worth the shot in the dark) Left whirling in this state of insecurity afraid of denial petrified of shutting down to a negative response yet driven like a blizzard the need to know is howling around me at hurricane forces demolishing my defenses And carrying my whispers of love into earshot of you And through the debris of my life a faint glimpse befalls my sore eyes a gentle purse of lips extended in a stretch to joy as goosebumps multiply across my body i melt * Hello again everyone. Obviously the first order of business is my lack of ability to pick a title lol i go through this alot, so any input would be appreciated. The other thing i could use a hand on is the ending, i almost feel like it's too abrupt, but at the same time it's very direct... any thoughts? Anyway, thank you guys for any help you can offer and i'll see you in the forums Thanks Mike Life is a torment and torment an enigma. So burn the shackles of slavery and let love run free -i wrote it somewhere in time [This message has been edited by Kaos (02-15-2006 03:54 PM).] |
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green_itchy_stuff Senior Member
since 2003-06-26
Posts 1929New Caney, Tx |
Maybe "Juice Red" and end it with "drips..." NIce. -GIS So what if my wings are too scratched, cut, and beat up to fly... I'll walk. |
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deadkiss Junior Member
since 2006-02-11
Posts 31washington |
"i melt" softly into you? perhaps for an ending. i think there was a misprint in one part where you meant to say whishper but wrote shisper or something. for a title maybe the crushing of defenses? just look at what you think the poem is expressing, and think of how you can say it in a few words or something i guess. |
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