Conjuring dark thoughts
from the recesses of
an embittered mind.
Spewing forth blasphemous rantings unpure.
Twisted entanglement.
Orgies of the flesh!
Demonic desire
circumventing the darkness.
Cereberal trinity
of sinful debauchery
slam shut.
Gates of hell.
Cold,
I am left wanting,
devoid my indemnity.
A contest entry
- Blasphemous Rumours by Exodus.
500 points, ended February 5, 2007, 17 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - prewrite. by layla..
300 points, ended October 28, 2007, 11 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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On one hand I can see this as a sort of sermon and on another it is anything but. But either way I look at it I am not adverse to it. The layout is very well presented and I enjoyed reading it. Thankyou for entering it into my contest.
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I like it
I like the flow that you have in your peom. I would consider them hypnotic in a way. I also like the imagery your poem conjures in my mind. It is original and draws the reader in. -
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Thank you for your comment. I really captured this poem from the realms of the unknown. Dont quite know where it came from but am quite proud of it.
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Scary
the thoughts within, this sounds like someone who is hearing voices or something, any how it is well written, flows really well and the vocabulary you chose is fantastic, good luck in the contest. - Jacen an IndividualEleven -
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Yea, I was hearing voices from my future. The ticket I bought to hell was a counterfeit and they wouldn't let me in thus devoiding my indemnity...Kidding....really. lol
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