Dalaum [Darkness]

 

 

 

Dalaum

 

 

 

I try to make this darkness my home...

 

It lies in my sight.

Unmoving Unchanging

Sheer and opaque all at once

 

I'm neither lost nor blinded.

I'm no victim to this angle.

I've made a pact with it.

 

So, sit back in a higher chair.

Cross your legs and adjust your glasses.

Pretend that you've wandered

in every ally of my consciousness.

 

As I sterilize my soul

Of joy, hopes, and all

 

Grab a tight hold

Of my freezing cold

Frail, sliced hand

And face me with both choices

It's either Heaven

Or Juhanna

 

As I render excuses

To angels above

And serepents below

While the human within me

Screams to withdraw

 

Lock your gaze with mine

Even if I advert away

Cup my cheeks in your palms

 

As I sigh in pleasure

Indulging in this lost season

No efforts, no pious commitments.

No aches or indecisions.

 

Slap me across the unfeeling face

And shake my limp shoulders

Tell me about your "good intentions"

 

Ask me why and how...

As I watch the beautiful shadows

Crawl down unannounced

 

Smolder your patience left overs,

Trying to revive the dead phoenix

In the olive-green of my eyes

 

As the dusk envelopes me

Shielding me from the likes of you

And from the obligatory sunrise

 

I pull out my hand from yours.

I enfold and ask to be embraced.

 

You watch me decrease,

Coast further from your reach

 

The nothingness inside me unwinds

Feeling the slight ecstasy

Under that numb skin...

 

You frown and shake your head

You admit you've fought

To bring me back from the dead

 

I curl and draw back

As the shadows stroke

My splintered mentality

Devouring what's left of that human

With every stroke

Silently, in courtesy...

And the streams of light cycling in me shrivel.

 

"You do not understand, child of Adam. You never will."

My sighs reach your ears.

"I need the dusk. It knows how to nurse the ill."

 

With every dewdrop of hope emptied

With every darker shade painted

On these beautiful faithful walls

I feel whole. Complete.

 

Author's Note

Comments and reviews are appreciated.

*Note: Akuma: is the japanese name for demons.

Reviews

[My Fair Lady]

I am totally falling in love with you! Astounded by your perspective especially considering your young years, I appreciate you more and more my love. You should be exceptionally proud of this piece.. It is phenominal.
There are several stanzas that struck me.. but the most was this...

Lock your gaze with mine
Even if I advert away
Cup my cheeks in your palms

This is the action we take when we want to be heard... really listened to. You had my attention here, really listening the whole time, so when you asked for it.. I listened even harder. Bravo!

[PaperDoll]

"I need the dusk. It knows how to nurse the ill."

That's just a brilliant line, and I love it. Well done on this poem.

[TamiViolet]

This is yummy. One thing though, just a suggestion...take it or leave it, my friend....I would put Paradise and Hell Fire in a footnote at the bottom of the page so as not to take away from the power and depth of the piece.

'With every dewdrop of hope emptied/With every darker shade painted/On these beautiful faithful walls/I feel whole. Complete'

Very cool.

[Hollow Man]

This is a great contemplation on human existence with all the freshness the subject needs at this day and time. Great dark write

KGS

[Sam]

Honestly, I really really enjoyed it.

[George Love]

Wow!! Compelling work, extraordinary talent. This is a masterwork.

[Hush Hush]

Wow, it captured my attention right from the beginning and held it until the very end, really dark and gothic, I really like it :)

[Mauricio Montoya]

Ether we fight the battle within or the forces around us in the end we must win and the answers we seek are within that where we must start. You’ve done a great job putting this piece together. Excellent write.

[♥SunkissAngel♥]

Wow you have got some amazing talent girl.. Your writing is outstanding and with every word i read from your poem it sucks me in i feel the emotion. Good work you are one of a kind..
~SK

[Matthew Kult]

Everytime I see your face, I want to trail my fingertips over your soft skin and look into your beautiful green eyes, and just taste the moisture on your lips. Would you allow me that, would you allow me such a romantic embrace? To share a moment with one another. Would you flinch if my fingers passed your hair over your ear, and just continued to look into your eyes? Would you mind if I took in your entire presence and glow? Would you become aroused as I trail my line of sight over your entire body and whisper softly into your ear my most initmate of desires? Would you give yourself to me? Would you allow me to explore your body, and answer all your needs? Would you have the choice? *smiles* Not likely

You have such a way with words, I think that's what attracted me to you most. You have talent, you have the ability to really pull me into your poem, and make me fantasize that I am your hero.

Darkly and forever yours,

Matthew