All

Written very quick.

Lighted candles,
empty halls,
broken chairs,
torn down walls.
My feet step lightly,
the glass beneath them cracks,
splintering effectively
down the corridors I walk.
Open doors guarded by closed minds,
my fingers whisper on their skin.
They shake and they twitch
while I go on my way.
Naked as the moon,
twisting, I am a tornado.
I tear away the peeling paint,
the ceilings all crash down,
doors rip off their hinges,
I consume it all.

I've consumed it all,
or has all consumed me?

Reviews

[Hiroko]

Cool! Vivid, passionate and intense. I like it! To me, that's the very essence of poetry- you should be able to make it come alive to the reader, and you should be able to make the reader feel the emotions you want to evoke through it. According to me, you've done both of these in this poem. Well done!

[CrystalMoon]

i really like this. it's so intense and i can picture what's happening. nice write!(:

[Different Wings]

nice! love it, in particular the ending but definitely how it jumps right into to super-descriptiveness. I totally know where you're coming from because of the detail and the frantic decorum.

[Antonio Valentino]

Life is consumation.

Very well done.

[NoneOfYourBusiness akaK..]

a strom of haunting imagery replete with emotional turmoil~ well written~