Sweet Infinity

Sweet Infinity

A Poem by Red_Queen
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The bugs are crawling now

in me, on me

everywhere

inside

out

get them off

Please, Please

They are blocking the sunshine, All the light

It's gone, Ants in the hill all of us.

I dont want to BE anymore

I want nothingness to engulf me, to rape me

I am you, you are me, we are she, and he is us

All of us are them

Deception, subterfuge, Tools of the trade for

The gods

We should be the gods, All of us.

I want to be, I need to be

Nothing is what we amount to

Will ever be, can ever be

What will you do to be remembered, nothing

IT can not be remembered

All is forgotten. Sinners, Saints, your deeds are washed away.

The great, The weak, The mundane

Blasted by the sands of time

Blown about by the father himself.

Goodbye sweet Infinity

 

© 2008 Red_Queen


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"All is forgotten. Sinners, Saints, your deeds are washed away."

Sinners? Saints? Are we not all a bit of both?

I really liked this work. I liked the start:

"The bugs are crawling now
in me, on me
everywhere
inside
out
get them off"

Aigh! I loved it! Oh, the bugs! Ick!

Wonderful write! You are so entertaining. I will have to drop back later.

-Gabe


Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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Your expression: All is forgotten. Sinners, Saints, your deeds are washed away. - how powerful! Makes me look back on a lot of things I did, and realize that this life is temporary. I engulfed this poem and turned it into something positive. Loved this one.



Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This makes me feel very.. stressed. Or rather it conveys the stresses. the stresses of life .. the pressures .. being forced to succeed or feeling unsuccessful if you haven't succeeded in the areas which were desired of you. I felt the tortured mind of the speaker.. the bugs crawling .. its like a tick you cant get rid of... they want us to be so much and then when its all said and done.. its all said and done.

Posted 16 Years Ago


First, ewwwwwwwwwwwwww, bugs gross. Second, great write.

Posted 16 Years Ago


I like the imagery and sense of confusion in your poem. It adds emotion and really allows me to see what you are writing about.

Very nice.

Posted 16 Years Ago


Interesting usage of metaphors in your poem. Like the way, it flow when i am reading it. Thank you for sharing this with us.

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

"All is forgotten. Sinners, Saints, your deeds are washed away."

Sinners? Saints? Are we not all a bit of both?

I really liked this work. I liked the start:

"The bugs are crawling now
in me, on me
everywhere
inside
out
get them off"

Aigh! I loved it! Oh, the bugs! Ick!

Wonderful write! You are so entertaining. I will have to drop back later.

-Gabe


Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Red_Queen
Red_Queen

Oceanside, CA



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