Torned, shattered, pulverized dreams,
Made from childhood fears, projected screams.
Frolicking darkness, feeds from fresh dews of blood,
From memories diversed to flashing visions that flood.
Haunted and demoralised, fusions that fled,
From light so far, dashed ahead.
Crepted from sanity lay my corpse without a soul,
This is without mistaken; you have done it without control.
A lady you once spoken from earliest hours of dawn,
From the latest hour, you were born.
Now shaken, brought up and truly liven,
You knew now, that you were just an accident.
From paranoid feelings trespasses inside,
You left here spoken, with them lies.
The merciful denials of what was good,
Left in morbid tributes, alone, you stood.
Silent virtues played at far,
Spoken words, deceived by hand-written tar.
Now crawled up within a ball,
Within the wishes, you are still a child that is forever not tall.
Made from childhood fears, projected screams.
Frolicking darkness, feeds from fresh dews of blood,
From memories diversed to flashing visions that flood.
Haunted and demoralised, fusions that fled,
From light so far, dashed ahead.
Crepted from sanity lay my corpse without a soul,
This is without mistaken; you have done it without control.
A lady you once spoken from earliest hours of dawn,
From the latest hour, you were born.
Now shaken, brought up and truly liven,
You knew now, that you were just an accident.
From paranoid feelings trespasses inside,
You left here spoken, with them lies.
The merciful denials of what was good,
Left in morbid tributes, alone, you stood.
Silent virtues played at far,
Spoken words, deceived by hand-written tar.
Now crawled up within a ball,
Within the wishes, you are still a child that is forever not tall.
Author notes
Current Mood: Angst, Pain, Depressed.
Written by Nightless Shadow.
This is a big memory that tributes for all the things that has happened to me in the past and now time stands still for me to express and to reflect upon my childhood within this poem.
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A contest entry
- Your Strongest Memory by Lj-.
350 points, ended March 30, 2007, 10 entries
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Please tell me what you think
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AwEsOmE
This is a great poem. good job.

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told me to tell you hes moving (he is) and that if he never speaks to you again...(which he doesnt want too since you hurt him) but you will always be his punky fish... he says that because...that was the name you had when he first meet you, and he starting loveing you more... he says he hope you find a guy who will teat you better than he treated you...he couldnt tell you because hes not comming on here(well when he gets too) and hes packing....(hes right by me) and he says hes sorry he couldnt fill your dreams... and he wishes you luck...
dont think i dont remember...this is me right now... i remember your first name when i met you, and the day we meet was in october...and i wanted to chat with someone and you did and i starting liking you but you wouldnt give me a chance(u did) and im sorry i ruiend it... you will always be in my heart and soul and mind... i love you and always will...
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Thank you for your contest submission, I do need to ask you review the rules and edit your submission appropriately. Please IM me and let me know this has been done, thank you.
Well raw and dark, to be certain. I do strongly suggest a review for grammar and spelling corrections. Best of luck in this and all of your endeavors.
Hetohke'e *
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I like that this is very realistic and easy to feel.
Though, I'm unsure how this applies to your strongest memory.
Thank you for entering,
Good luck!
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Hi there. It's okay if you don't know on what this applies as to my strongest memory, as many wouldn't know this is a reflect upon my childhood and what morbid things has been said to me by my family, thus making this my strongest memory that can't be erased as many terrible things overlaps another and knowing that being not so tall, makes people speak on more about what comes the outside more than the inside.
But the whole concept of this poem is a bit like newly born sort of feelings. A weird poem, because I have mixed in with childhood memories into feeling pain and being haunted by images that makes it kind of dellusional.
I hope this makes clearer on why it is my strongest memory.
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Ah, I see.
Thank you very much
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wow!
i like this!! btw you still owe me pics of ur doggies!!!


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WRONG!!sowi...phoenix owes me pics of his dogs...not u..
ooops!!
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