These sanguinely drops of ice
Have become my strongest vice.
They flow forth from icy veins
Where only deep pain remains.
This sugar-coated relief
Brings serenity so brief,
And leaves me in disbelief.
Each and every blemish
Do serve but to replenish,
My inward sense of control
And they almost make me whole.
But the stillness doesn't stay
As my soul is lead astray
And these wounds do now betray.
I can see the dark abyss
And these scars do but remiss.
This loneliness overwhelms
And throws me to other realms
Where danger takes the forefront
While evil forces confront
And anguish goes on the hunt.
The angel of destruction
Has studied in seduction
And lures me to my demise
In a beautiful disguise.
This cowardice does invade
But he makes it serenade
Until my heart has decayed.
Burning brightly black with pain
I consider death's domain.
But as the moment draws near
I feel my doubt interfere.
Indecision saves today
When my mind is lead astray;
Now I cry through my dismay.
Author notes
This is based on the Alliterisen form created by The Risen Sun but with a few of my own twists put into it. This is my favorite form because it flows so well. Thanks to The Risen Sun for creating this beautiful form.
"i read the rules"
Written August 25th, 2006
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I think cant even tell you how much skill you put into this poem. I could hear the sound of your voice with this one (not the schizo). Your background brought it to life. Raven's are so dark giving the vibe of sorrow, perfect for illustrating despair. My fav lines
Burning brightly black with pain
I consider death's domain.
But as the moment draws near
I feel my doubt interfere.
Indecision saves today
Cheers, to cherishers of pain
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Wow that is an amazing poem
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good poem... flowed realli well.. made me keep wanting to read... keep it up... thanks for entering... and good luck
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even in the end where there is a ray of hope,your words are still hazed in bleak wintery clouds.
almost as if you are saying that your reverie lives but only by the grace of mortal fear.
the limbo between life and death is a contorted restless oblivion. -
thank you for entering. your words are put together beautifully, my favorite line is "Burning brightly black with pain
I consider death's domain." Good luck in the contest!
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