My soul bleeds hot as my life flows from me
Which choices within me is more precious
That which I now create or that which flee
From my bosom of pain that releases my essence
Alone my illumination goes unnoticed
From those that see me not
A replica of those that fail to know this
My molten heart will rot
Within the valley of twisted souls
I join the village of despair
The hidden baggage begins to unfold
This sudden end seem so unfair
I accept the curse of our feminine woes
Afflicted by the biblical accounts
That constant fight with our misogynist foes
Of those that see and that doubt
The remorse drips off as liquid waste
My bitterness quells I suppress the taste
These emotions I’ve held, began to wilt
I welcome the death of this woman’s guilt
A contest entry
- Picture Inspired Dark Poerty by ennovy.
550 points, ended May 20, 2007, 12 entries
Gold trophy winner
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525 points, ended September 23, 2007, 31 entries
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Comments
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excellent
Such dark imagery so beautifully portrayed.
The agonising pain just dripping from such heartfelt words.
A wonderful write.
Thank you for entering my contest
Good luck
Zoe xxx -
This is a very nice write!
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Dark words of Emotions
Sweet black imagery, you have made my heart smile today, thank you entering my contest! ....novy
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Thanks - I'm trying to come back. family problems with my daughters. Thanks for the constant encouragement
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