Memories of euphoria
cascade into tar and shadow
splashing through dunes
of oblivion
Shot from the pistol
of forsaken alms
and amens
and doleful childrens' cries
the seeds of life spill
feeding nothing more than saplings
inebriating them on nightmares
of cosmic star birth
Ghastly cries of dishonor
shatter silent solaces
as stars explode in prismatic beams
and whimpering infernos
igniting glass pyramids
in blazing ignorance
Drenching and encasing beacons
in the shadows of all that is lost
Author notes
Society
Deep, poetic, and it won gold
God I never win gold.
A contest entry
- Something Deep - 20 Lines Max by Random Thoughts.
425 points, ended March 12, 2007, 9 entries
Gold trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - Gold Mine by Cherokee.
600 points, ended March 15, 2007, 10 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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Cool poem Dude!
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Now that was awesome!!
Very similar to how I aspire to write, just blown away by the depth of thought combined with the amazing wording,
Thankyou very much for entering and best of luck in my contest,
-Brenden
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Wow.
Thank you so much for the gold and the wonderful comment!
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