Receding Anesthesia

Receding Anesthesia

A Poem by A.A.Romanczuk

Anesthetic happiness

Twisted serpentine

Through my choking veins

I turned glazed eyes

Toward the dying skies

As a beast clawed me apart

Life juice burned my lips

Wilting rose petals

I am folded, wrung, and ironed

By the pain

Star particles kiss their way

Down my blank visage

© 2010 A.A.Romanczuk


My Review

Would you like to review this Poem?
Login | Register




Featured Review

This is so dreamy and poetic ,you just could not read this
its happiness stream in my veins ,already choked,i cant feel
i turned my eyes to some dying skies,saw nothing
only a beast try to tear me apart
life burned my lips,i am just a wilting rose,no use
i am folded and squeezed and ironed,with pain
still i feel heavenly star lights going down their way
only to end on on a blank page..thats mine
how i loved this..so many million images squeezed in a few words
lovely write..

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




Reviews

an intense return of the senses

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I just had a tooth pulled and have a mouth full of anesthetic at this moment...many spiders and inject a venom that numbs the victim so they never realize they are being consumed...I think many people have that ability, also...you said it perfectly

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

vivid canvas you have painted with hues streaming through to capture the reader's aural mind~ exquisite!

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This is so dreamy and poetic ,you just could not read this
its happiness stream in my veins ,already choked,i cant feel
i turned my eyes to some dying skies,saw nothing
only a beast try to tear me apart
life burned my lips,i am just a wilting rose,no use
i am folded and squeezed and ironed,with pain
still i feel heavenly star lights going down their way
only to end on on a blank page..thats mine
how i loved this..so many million images squeezed in a few words
lovely write..

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


Share This
Email
Facebook
Twitter
Request Read Request
Add to Library My Library
Subscribe Subscribe


Stats

240 Views
4 Reviews
Rating
Shelved in 1 Library
Added on November 4, 2010
Last Updated on November 4, 2010

Author

A.A.Romanczuk
A.A.Romanczuk

NJ



About
“A dreamer is one who can only find his way by moonlight, and his punishment is that he sees the dawn before the rest of the world.” - Oscar Wilde Feel free to check out my first publis.. more..

Writing
Snow Snow

A Poem by A.A.Romanczuk


Home Home

A Poem by A.A.Romanczuk



Related Writing

People who liked this story also liked..


Revival Revival

A Poem by Emily B


Done Done

A Poem by A.A.Romanczuk