Ditch the ads, upload images and much more - upgrade today from 5.95/month!
Read Contests Groups Learn Forums Store Help
 

Decaying Eligies

She's a cold one,with coal black eyes,
that dim the sunrise,with a soul to despise.
She kissed the night with her mocha lips
and watched as the blood poured out through open scars.
In that blood was a story that will
never be told, about a world that
will never unfold.
In a world hidden behind crystalline eyes,
a soul that will never rise and fly.

Hidden between eves with clipped wings
and decaying elegies.
An enigmant tear and a mystical smile
hides the truth.
A soul that brings pain to the purest of hearts,
like darts.
She was real one day but on the next day,
she was gone.

Crystalline walls that shine like crimson moon beams,
The smell of burning brides,a sky that echoed decay
Rhythms that felt so right but evenest one day.
The only thing that could have been and was,
disappeared from her precious sight.

It was already gone, only it was torn away.
Torn and ripped away.
A mystical sight to behold,
for ones fiendish delight
The pride that she was once held,
in that warm pure heart,has burned away.

The sky that had once shown so blue,
now has a bloody and mystical hue.
The red ribbons that was
a reminiscence of a breath,
where torn from her breast.

Author notes

I'm sorry that i havent written in a while, but i WAS and still AM writting new pieces. This is a newer one, written about uhhhmmmm seven to eighteen months ago, i dunno....any ways this is one of my favorites, and i want criticizim on it to make it better, and as for the meaning, it is again one of those pieces, that is up to your own interpretation.
Written October 4th, 2006

This is one of my most favored pieces-Chaotika

A contest entry

What did you think

    : , Your review:

    Comment Suggestion: What is your your first impression?
    Line numbers  • Invite them to read
    : no Cost: 0 free left 0 points, You have (?)

Comments


  • Epilogue
    August 21, 2007

    Edit | Reply
    I really liked the imagery but the basis was a bit vague. Your vocabulary is impressive but a bit overwhelming in the concept. Thanks for your entry.

  • debjoy
    October 10, 2006
    Edit | Reply

    I like~

    "In that blood was a story that will never be told, about a world that will never unfold"...very nice. Yes, it is dark, sort of melancholic and passionate...I feel the void.