Reflective Judgement

A strange idea based on someone's dream, brought to a new level in the poem.

I �" The Manifestation

 

A forest, beautiful, resplendent in green vitality spreads out before me,

Gracing human perception with vividness unearthly,

Far from the worries of the dark realm known as the world,

A painting of life going on through eternity

A spectacle, however, doomed to be maligned,

As an unknown insanity adds its own design,

The strokes of a brush wildly swung from left to right

Turn even the greatest beauty into a fright,

Winds, harbingers of sorrow begin to rise

Hostility pervades the peace,

The air is rent with my cries

Upon beholding the Queen of the Night.

 

II �" The Beholding

 

Paler than white, with tresses darker than black

The demon maid stares at me,

Deep, dark oceans of Evil pulling, drowning my sanity,

I scream, dismayed by the horror of the attack.

A crow clacks menacingly above,

The only life left to the peace

Watching, with a disgusting love

The face of Terror manifest

I behold her once more, even as she beholds me

Her visage a mask that reeks of insincere beauty

Behind it, a stench of age old death, seasoned with pain newly bloodied

With no pretense of austerity

 

III �" The Truth

 

 

Unearthly beauty is now unearthly fear,

As the forest that once was fades away

Replaced by an endless void, with darkness ever too near,

Leaving me facing the figure, yet with infinity to stray

As we watch each other, my fear only grows

And I step back, towards oblivion

But strangely, she follows the same action I chose,

Her eyes boring into mine, four black orbs of obsidian

The perilous beauty of the Truth dawns on me,

A bittersweet light amidst the fear,

Only to a mirror did I adhere

All of my horrifying fantasy

Author's Note

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Reviews

[junaid altaf]

the differentiation into parts
quite innovative............
i could somewhat create a picture........
well written dear