Dark Poetry #1 |
Solitude |
Michael
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-08-13
Posts 7666California |
SOLITUDE Solitude, the definition; The act of being, existing, alone. Solitude, my life's ambition, A curse carried to an empty throne. With stern decor, emotional famine. Only on passion have I sustained. A once plethoric chalice I now examine, Only to find that it, too, has been drained. Feigned sincerity, a scintillating tease, May seduce the heart, but fails the soul. For Time departs, thus would displease That pristine illusion, that gloriole. As I wander, decadent, in darkness, My rotting soul dancing in dearth. Impaled upon a stake of starkness Of what I once thought life was worth. Stoical glory subsides to shadows, Eyes grow dim, bones become frail, As every muted moment foreshadows The pitch-black silence of a nascent veil. Dawning the disposal of dispassion, Spawning images of a sightless stare, (A susceptive indifference of fashion), The solitude of death at least we'll share. ------------------ Michael Anderson The coldest lies are often told in silence. |
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DreamEvil Member Elite
since 1999-06-22
Posts 2396 |
Solitude is a wonderful thing. 'Tis pleasant compared to being lonely or heartbroken, but poor company when you wish to share such things. Hail and well met, my Darkest of friends. ------------------ Now and forever my heart hears ~one voice~. DreamEvil© |
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Christopher
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-08-02
Posts 8296Purgatorial Incarceration |
Bravo indeed sir, may you find solace in your solitude, for in the end do we seek for more than peace? |
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JennyLee Senior Member
since 1999-09-01
Posts 1461Northwestern, NJ. |
Now I can add this to the long list of my favorites,does this ever stop?? Jenny |
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Deep Blue Me Member
since 1999-11-04
Posts 396By a big lake |
This is spectacular, M! I don't deserve to comment. And so, let it stand alone in it's glorious depictions. DB ------------------ The moon was bright overhead when I reembarked in the pinnace to return to my ship. A chill night breeze came whispering down from the depths of the valley, and suddenly the place was full of ghosts,-shadows of men alive and dead,- my own among them. ========Mutiny on the Bounty==== ========Nordhoff and Hall==== |
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Watcher666 Senior Member
since 1999-10-13
Posts 1606 |
Excellent! ------------------ Illusion...what we see and what we do...it's all up to you. |
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