Torture in Technicolor

photo inspired. . .

I await in melancholy stance
Expecting an arrival
of an event already past
and spinning in this half dazed haze
I see the ebony of your eyes
and myself reflected back in grey.

In the silence of this answer
although neglecting to give it meaning
you tell me what these chaotic melodies lack
and from the absence, violet I bleed
the dripping drops of agate green
from these gouges cracking through hues.

Dissonant voice makes cries dissipate
and exponential worries worse
under bright red scarlet light
again a squelching seething pain
I see you lips smile white
free of the metallic chains of sanity.

I see you but I’m transparent
invisible inside these false walls
and cold purple seeps to my core
all the world is a black chartreuse
with cyan knives beside the sun
and darkened troops allied below.

At the sounding of your sapphire tongue
magenta hordes in the setting sun
clad in thick lined armor blues
move to a indiscernible beat
earthly tremors under obsidian demands
the world falls to their knees.

Your power sees the wise man fooled
obscene orange pigments in vast supply
turns all known to things forgot
wasted away in fragmented dust
destroyed in fire of amaranthine
it’s a shadowed land you’ll rule.

My hazel eyes cry alabaster white
stone facades still completely intact
small pale faces search for hope
terrible yellow laughs sound above
from hardened hearts long been dead
trespassed by maroon infernos.

And no more colors to be begot
rainbows painted with monotone hate
waves of searing green forays
and tedious lines in a blackened sky
none left to press back the blatant attack
not to conform is to die vividly red.

Author's Note

this poem was written for a creative writing class i took back in 2004, the teacher showed us a bunch of what i thought were disturbing pictures, and we were to write a poem, article, ect. that expressed man's inhumanity to man. . .
This remains one of my favorite poems I've written

Reviews

[The Cougar's Den]

I can certainly understand why it's one of your favorites - it's spectacularly beautiful and I wish I had more words to express how it washes over me and tows me under. I love the way you used the colors, even 'un-ordinary' ones to describe everything in fascinatingly visual detail. Great write!

[writing mojo]

The last line hit blood wet....wow! I am so curious what the pics looked like that inspired the injected color of this piece...You definitely use a pallet of dreams to finish, went through brain management to get this writing graphic novelty from head to your pen...amazing stuff