Sting

Came up with this in-between college classes. I want to get back to my style of rhyming every word together, but I'm a little rusty. So this is what I have for now. I'll share some rhyming ones later.

Sting

The soul cries blood

The tears that stain, like falling rain

The iron scent of the river’s bank

A price on life

A prized twilight

The bombs drop sombre

Autonomous slumber

The Rorschach’s paint

Nirvana waits

The heavens’ saints

Hyperventilate

The weapon of grey in the ammo’s shade

Camouflaged the cauterized canvas

The winter ravaged, the withered sabbath

The roman gladiolus, the ak47

The wrath of man, telepathic brand

The tethered voice, “we had no choice”

Weathered void, the veins of joy

Mine the past, an elevator shaft

Below the lowest floor’s orchard corridors

Hides shadows of war, Chlorophyll

The flower that grows from sorrowful souls of man

The rose so redly, the toll so grand

The sanguine sanctuary’s euthanasia

Photosynthesize the bride bring a new world's rejuvenation

The marriage to the blinding light's wasteland

Midnight bright, a shadow white, I'm made of spite complacent

The web spun trapped, a sun so black, blinding by their cardiac

A warm wind blows, chronological

The clockwork swings, the heartstrings

Sting, the swallow sings, ventriloquy

“Such heartless things” soliloquy

You can eat your heart out like how you stole mine

You can have your meal, your appetite

Free to steal from metal vines

Your rhinestone eyes are serpentine

The sky it rings the deathly grim, the angel's singed

The pendulums swing, enveloped by wings nebulous rings

Reincarnation brings a glazed still frame's feather

These iron chains, these glades, still sting my epicentre

My fallen brethren, the devil's heaven, inseparable

The avalanche, the catalyst, the requiem

The maverick, the asterisks, the hecatomb

The basilisk, the restrained agathion's sepulchre

Unravelling hieroglyphics obliteration on Stillwater rippling

The sting of words they burn my ears, resurfacing

Sulphuric pyramids to the buried alive

I listen close behind divides but never hear their silent cries

Author's Note

I very seldom reply to reviews, but I promise I read EVERY single one. I look forward to my next review, because it helps me learn. Even if it's just one word, I promise, I will be ecstatic to have the chance to hear what you have to say. Whenever you write something about my poems, or the themes of my poems, or criticize me it is not in vain. I will listen, learn and be thankful.

Reviews

[wordman]

a new style for you,,but it becomes you well

[R.J Calzonetti (SinisterPotatoe)]

Thank you, I might continue with the style more often then.

[wordman]

different,but pretty good

[Kay Salisu Titilola]

This is powerful and at the same time amazing.
Your settings and point of view are something different and I like that.

Though, I rarely writing dark poem but I found this something worth reading.

Your rhythms and rhymes are other things to look at. They still flow well with the message uninterrupted.
I like the picture you painted here as well. That was great.

Well written, R.J

[R.J Calzonetti (SinisterPotatoe)]

Thanks Kay, I'm happy you enjoyed my work. Means a lot to me my friend.

[Chris Shaw]

Again I enjoyed your abstract thoughts here and the rhyme. This poem was shorter than most of yours. I do not have the patience sadly to read epic poetry. Shorter pieces are more me. Just a suggestion, maybe if you made your pieces shorter like this one, you would get more reads. I was quite taken by your posted artwork. Is that your own? What are you studying at college?

Chris

[R.J Calzonetti (SinisterPotatoe)]

I am studying social service work. I use artwork mainly from pinterest. I suggest looking there if you want to find beautiful pictures. I'll keep in mind that shorter pieces could be preferred by many. Thanks for reading, and letting me know!

[Chris Shaw]

Good luck with your studies and thank you for telling me where your artwork comes from.

read moreGood luck with your studies and thank you for telling me where your artwork comes from.

Chris

[Lyanth]

I like how your writing style is kind of like an abstract picture you have to work to figure out. At a glance you won't really see the true meaning. Other than that I have nothing to say..I hope that your days are pleasant and your nights sound.. May you find the strength to endure whatever trials life is sending your way..have a good night.

[R.J Calzonetti (SinisterPotatoe)]

Thank you Lyanth. I'm glad you were able to see the meaning. I'll try to do the best I can, I'll show strength. :)

[Lyanth]

Thank you friend, the world needs more people to hang onto life..