Dizzy in the sun...
Weary under the moon...
Stinging are my eyes...
Blurry is the view.
My brain is tangled... entwined in thorned reflection and metaphors of unknown profundity. My existence is ungenial at best.
Into the night and drenched in broken promises; a word is only binding when it's ink to paper.
Hours become days...
Evenings to gray...
No place is safe...
From the demons I've made.
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No place is safe...
No place is safe...
No place - is safe....
By: Jaye Eryk
Copyright 2006
I welcome all non-monosyllabic comments.
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That was something very different and very unique. The style was original and it was full of dark imagery. I love how your last line makes you read it with a pause: "... ...No place - is safe...."
That was pretty damn cool!
*R
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I am suddenly terrified ans feel as if I have just met the boogy man. I think that at times we all feel like that. Why kid around, I think that deep down we are all lost and afraid. But isn't that what makes life worth liveng...not knowing the next move? Kudos to you my wise friend.
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darkness... time going by in a blur of tangled words. this discolored world flowing through my mind, lending shades of grey to insanity's remorse
beautiful reflection of the inner mind's eye. you have made me wax poetic
~m~
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WoW wonderful write and great imagery... it has a suttle point in it too not sure if it was meant but we all get to that place where we feel things are falling and no where is safe... and in truth no where in this world is truely safe
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no breath to take
no one to embrace
no heart to beat
no place is safe for u and me
i keep losing u again and again
and still ur image is so sharp
that my blood keeps dropping
and my head keeps throbbing
but my heart never beats
your never here
ok i dont know where this came from lol i loved it as usual made my heart beat fast and made my eyes teary thk u 4 sharing
Into the night and drenched in broken promises; a word is only binding when it's ink to paper.
my fav line loved it
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Powerful
I'm not exactly sure what non-monosyllabic means but now I will have to look it up but I thought your poem was amazing. I know a poem is powerful when I get a twinge inside as a read and this one did that for me.
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