Gurgulio

 

Horns pointed to the heavens

Crimson blood pours from skin

Torn and tattered from years

Of a beautiful, unrighteous sin

 

Watching the sun set below

A sky of airbrushed glow

A beauty so surreal

Unlike anything I know

 

Oh! If someone loved I

As they love the sun in the sky

Maybe this grotesque figurine

Wouldn’t be alone all the time

 

So is my lot in life

To cry and bleed and be

This monster in the shadows

Hidden from all to see

Reviews

[Undeniable Truth]

When i read this, my first thought was to look in the mirror and see how i look at myself. We all have been our worst critics from time to time, sometimes even seeing ourselves as monsters, freaks, or anything else inhuman. The flow of this piece was great and the emotion was real. No one can deny that. This is the perfect example of a beautiful creation resulting from an ugly experience. keep writing, I'm waiting for the next one!!

[Drifter]

There are some pretty interesting lines in this poem that throw up a vivid image. At first I was a bit thrown off by the peculiar use of language throughout. Though I am still not overly fond of it, it did remind me of the way poems were written before the 1900s. Also, I found that when I was done reading, I longed to read more, to take more in. Nevertheless, I think this is a decent start and has several good points.

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[LostCauze[:P]]

Great poem. The rhythm, flow and rhyme were all right on. Nothing was out of place. Keep writing.

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

A very erie piece as the monster inside us hides awaiting to come out and ruin the good things we have ging in our lives... and that monster always has good timing.

[Sarah]

Wow, this was lovely. (: The rhyme & meter were flawless and didn't sound awkward or forced anywhere (something I definitely admire!) The story was beautiful as well, almost fantasyesque in it's description of a "monster" cursed to be alone. Great job!