Title inspired by a line on lyrics 'Roses in the Hospital'. All further content right from my twisted mind. :)
Sleeping candlelights and opium-scent made in China old incenses - bedrooms as hidden sects - a personal bailey. Restless pedestal elevating numb feelings and porcelain attempts of carving fearful perspectives - wisdom cracks like thin ice.
Distorted guitar solos - here lies a naked song, hear the fingerprints Reaching out strings, so angry, full of restricted meaning Yet like a well-educated, bright variation of compulsive wankering.
Destroy impetus and draw a perfect yelling out of a crucifix Create suffering - blood wasting - Put it all on the washing-machine And wear again your armour of pain It smells like sweet nursery.
Take off all the vanity trash in shape of H&M's Skin wrapping, self-controlled as diets - natural velvet exquisite pigmented flash Shaved heads, and smiles reflecting like a torn, burnt out bouquet of forever-silent dahlias.
Title inspired by a line on lyrics 'Roses in the Hospital'. All further content right from my twisted mind. :)
P.S.: Do you think I should set this as 'Mature''? Your opinion is very important. Thanks.
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"Distorted guitar solos - here lies a naked song,
hear the fingerprints
Reaching out strings, so angry,
full of restricted meaning
Yet like a well-educated, bright
variation of compulsive wankering."
This stanza was great. I found myself a little confused by this poem though. Probably because I have never heard of the song =P. But I enjoyed reading this. Keep writing! :)
Beautifully haunting poem, Karina. I love your use of imagery in this piece.. the dicotomy of old and new.. the rich darkness.. excellent! I don't think it needs to be rated Mature.
The poem is powerful and told many stories in your words. Each time I read the poem. My mind went into another direction.
"Sleeping candlelights
and opium-scent made in China
old incenses - bedrooms as hidden sects -
a personal bailey."
I told you many times before. Your gift for language make your poetry a journey and a pleasure to be able to read. A very good ending to a excellent poem. Thank you.
Coyote
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