A distant fog spills over barren land
Pungent, the odor of pure hate
Seething of anger, of destined fate
Prowling the veins of a human race
Sinister thoughts and wicked lies
Unholy in this vicious disguise
Seething of anger, of destined fate
An urge to stop the hands of time
Insanity consumes this darkened mind
Unholy in this vicious disguise
A mere pawn to Satan's game
Bidding for the beast with no shame
Insanity consumes this darkened mind
Prowling the veins of a human race
A distant fog spill over barren lands
With frangrant memories I can't erase
Bidding for the beast with no shame
Clutched within his claws of death
Closing life with one final breath
With fragrant memories I can't erase
Past evils unleft to change
Slowly, a mind becomes deranged
Closing life with one final breath
All light, from here, ceased to exist
Where only darkness will persist
Slowly, a mind becomes deranged
For the beast maintains that hold
Coursing blood, forever runs cold
Where only darkness will persist
With fragrant memories I can't erase
Bidding for the beast with no shame
Is the evil of the human race
Author notes
A little insight into the meaning of this. It relates to the feeling of being trapped within your own past, and how change seems to not come at times. I am a survivor of rape and assault on more than one occassion, and many times, I often feel like there is no escaping the dark thoughts that pull you back down.
Those memories of hatred and evil, are often fragrant, but of a pungent odor of spiritual death, if that makes any sense. Part of my human spirit died with each dreaded instance, and this is what came from the title given... Fragrant Memories.
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- Dark Writes, Limited Entries by Ktulu Blackwolfe.
475 points, ended December 28, 2006, 14 entries
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Appalled
I do not know, how you have survived such appalling experiences, yet you stand ahead proud, with such infinite spirit. that I admire your spunkiness,
Remember it WAS NOT YOUR FAULT, you have am awareness of life that is on the darkside, yet you have come through this, with the spirit of belonging to life itself. Remember their are people out there that are there for you! that will love and protect you!
Love Light and Peace
Nansie
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Thank you for the comments, very much appreciate it. I know I;m not alone, but sometimes, well, it just feels like I am. Thank you again.
Storm
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Great
You have penned a powerfull poem here, that reaches the heart and soul of all who read it, it is most personal and with such emotions. Those parts of your sirit that died with each instance have not gone they only have reborn with strength and courage. This poem is a tribute to that rebirth, Blessings John
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Thank you so much John, appreciate your comments always. I welcome that rebirth, and the strength that comes with it.
Storm
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Very Good. Kinda reminds me of a write I once did. Perfect job with the title.
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I agree very intense and powerful, especially accompanied by you authors notes.
I believe that what does not kill us makes us stronger, and writing often helps, in the quest to try and find peace of mind. (Which I totally understand from my own shadowed past). I congratulate your courage for posting such a personal pain of past.
Bless you Autumn..
Jeffro
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Thank you for your kind comments Jeffro, it is most appreciated. And for the record, I also believe that which doesn't destroy us, builds our strength.
Storm
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There is no end to the cruelty that can be inflicted by our own kind. "Humanity" is sometimes very evil. Yet there is also the good out there that only becomes stronger by battling these evils. Stay "Good" and keep the faith.
A very powerful write filled with the emotion that comes out from these terrible ordeals. Well done.
Best wishes to you in the contest.
Be well and be blessed.
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Thanks hun, I really appreciate your comments. Yes, humanity is at times quite evil, but there are also the saints amongst us.
Storm
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whoa, i really like this one the best of all the poems submitted so far. it reminds of early Mayhem's songs
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Thank you for the comments, much appreciated.
Storm
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This is beautiful and very creative. Nice rhyming and wonderful flow. Very well-written...you're a vwery gifted poet! Good luck in the contest!
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Thank you for the much appreciated comment.
Storm
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Oh gosh I can so relate to this. I totally understand every line, every emotion, everything. You really nailed it with this write. But we are survivors, and yes it is hard to keep the past where it belongs, but we have to try. Support, understanding, and love from others is the key. Great write Storm. Best of luck in the contest.
Jeannie
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Thank you so much Jeannie. I know you can understand the lines in this. And yes, support from others that know and relate is very important. That is one of the main things that keeps us going strong.
Storm
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Autumn, sweety, I am so sorry of the things you have been through. And to often relive them as a constant reminder. I know you hurt, especially when the memories flood back at certain times. You know I can relate to this.
But hon, you are strong, so very strong, and you make so many a better person for the wit and strength you carry. Please know you are never alone. Your heart shines bright, no matter how dismal things may seem at times.
Good luck sweety.
My love to you
Vickie
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Thank you for your kind words and encouragement Vickie. It is because of people like you that I can get past so many things. People that are important in my daily life. Love you hun.
Storm
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Wow! What an intense and deeply personal write! Wow!
I am left speechless, sweetie! I am so sorry for your past pain
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Thank you so much Sandy, I really appreciate your comments. It's hard at times knowing so much of society is so damn, well evil, in their intents.
Storm
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