Dark Poetry #1 |
True self... |
For_Never Member
since 1999-10-27
Posts 125Cincinnati, oh, United States of America |
And if just stopped breathing.. would the pain fade? and that remains the same.. since happiness is fleeting state.. And all I need to continue my days.. little trivals burn away.. all the things I wanted to say.. pleasure from pain is not an equal trade and something was lost when I went sane.. the wildness inside should never be tamed.. when its dies, life ceases to be a game.. and sticks and stone are made made of word.. and nothings the thing the hurts the most.. that emptiness seems to fill inside.. shafts of anguish gain wit.. sharping those spear like words.. and rotting beast, that you killed to be.. what some else said you should... possess a name scrawl acrossed it's chest.. not to look, you do your best.. after awhile...with nothing inside your thirst for that sin no loger hides.. reading each letter reverently.. discovering your own brainwashed mind.. how to deal with the comming rage.. it excapes your.. and that void is no loger there.. the beast you killed rises again though it seems to be the same.. its undead will shall you rend itself is true unto itself.. no loger shall that beast be free.. and so it seems.. hat no one can help... that ever lost true me... ------------------ For a fateful night of passion, since my heart need one last vent, I believe I am willing to pay that black widows rent... |
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Watcher666 Senior Member
since 1999-10-13
Posts 1606 |
Enjoyed this much!! Well done! ------------------ Illusion...what we see and what we do...it's all up to you. |
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JennyLee Senior Member
since 1999-09-01
Posts 1461Northwestern, NJ. |
Pleasure from pain is not an equal trade! Well Stated!!Enjoyed Jenny ------------------ Love is an attempt at penetrating another being,But it can only succeed if the surrender is mutual. |
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-08-13
Posts 7666California |
The beast lurks within us all, but is only part of the true self. His rage is worst upon those who try to deny his existence, still there is no taming. Good poem. Had me scratching at my chest. Michael |
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Deep Blue Me Member
since 1999-11-04
Posts 396By a big lake |
very cutting , very cool. Mahalo Ed DB ------------------ He grew away from old associations and saw something new in life and humanity. Secondarily, he made close acquaintance with phenomena which he had before known but darkly - the seasons in their moods, morning and evening, night and noon, winds in their different tempers, trees, waters and mists, shades and silences, and the voices of inanimate things. ========Thomas Hardy===== |
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Isis Member Ascendant
since 1999-09-06
Posts 6296Sunny Queensland |
How and why to deal with it at all Edward? Good piece ------------------ Through poetry my heart and soul truly sing... ~Isis~ (Daughter of Mystery) |
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