Frolicsome creatures upon grassy meadows Creepish forlorn dead trees
that bellows Beyond the threshold and yonder the glen Lies Elysian
mysteries of time knows when
The illusive breeze of that
bloodless May Of raining twigs and prickling spray Scars beneath
my naked toes To where I am, nobody knows
Blanched gore as
Crimson wine Underneath dampen gallows we dine Clamoring rancid
silver spoons Of rampant riches that fade too soon
Nightmarish
fantasies of dis figuration Define me visions of my damnation Hallucinations
dived in melodies Oh the dread that screams my symphonies
Juvenile
harlequins and freakish jesters Wicked suitors nor erotic splendors Trappings
of this carnal doom Beneath scorched iron and dungeons gloom
Abyssal
pits breathe hopeless cries They pray for my own souls demise Lessons
that were never learned Do you see me now? Do you see me burn?
Thundering
fears, the deafening silence Demented tortures, the emerging
defiance Chained amidst the beseeching light Eternal absence at
the dead of night
Ashes breath of fogs that loom A forsaken
bride, the remorseless groom Denied to her twas one last chance To
take his groom for one last dance
Farragoes of my vast illusions Memories
confused far more delusions If only I had learned to die I wouldn't have taught myself to cry...
This is excellent and beautiful. The ending was very strong. I find this style of writing to be difficult to pull off, but you write it flawlessly.
Posted 12 Years Ago
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12 Years Ago
Thank you... I admit, it really isn't that easy for me to pull off something like this... I had to b.. read moreThank you... I admit, it really isn't that easy for me to pull off something like this... I had to be in a sort of state of intense emotions for the words to flow well... And the strongest of these emotions are sorrow and despair...
wow, a tribute to all that is sadness, ode to everlasting melancholy moment,
where the sun is black and the trees are dead, and memories are illusion,
excellent job, I like this a lot