The only beauty left to hold
Roses and thorns
Upon my chest
Knife in hand
Pierces my heart
Blood-covered leafs
As it drips down
From my pale skin
Death approaches
With breathless sighs
No remorse left within
Only silence lingers
Coldness overcomes me
A smile emerges on my face
Relieving the torments of life
I sign my death
With my own blood
Biding fair well to life
Accepting eternal death
The only beauty left to hold
Author notes
One of my most recent poems.
A contest entry
- MOST IMPROVED POET! ANYTHING~ EVERYTHING by Florida Sunshine.
525 points, ended July 5, 2007, 74 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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Thanks for entering. Graphic and disturbing. good write.
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Thank you
(LISA)
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Quite a dark and disturbing poem to read, but very well-crafted and emotional none-the-less. Thanks for entering my contest, and best of luck.
David
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Thank you for your great review (LISA)
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I didn't think you could top your first! I was shocked and amazed you did! this one is really very well written and laid out~ Nice job! Thanks for entering the contest ~ best of luck to you!
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Thank you for your kindness dear. And your great review, I really enjoyed this contest for one get to also see the difference in our write with in a few years. Thank you for the HM greatly appreciated. Glad you enjoyed my writes. (LISA)
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wow this is powerful..i love the picture, really adds to this piece! well written and so full of emotion.. great write and thanks for entering
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Thank you for your great review of my write well appreciated (LISA)
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beautiful picture Lisa very drawing I want to say while I have the comment box in front of me nice pic. Knife in my hand pierces my heart sis you sounded evil lady!! I sign my death with my own blood this I like this you really slapped me with this great one I like i
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Yes deep inside there is a dark side of me. I think it was when we were growing up. My mother took us to all the horror movies never missed one. The more blood the better my mother would say. Get that, We were never scared and I guess I turned out ok. I still sleep with my knife. hahahaha THanks my sister *knife* (LISA)
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Powerful,
I think quite a few can relate to this poetic piece you have weaved here my friend... Even though there's a few things in life that are so beautiful, Nature being one of them...Love another....There's still so much pain and suffering we all feel at times..This part you ended with here sums my thoughts up at times for sure, I can't deny..
Biding fair well to life
Accepting eternal death
The only beauty left to hold
So sad, some days,
soooooo very true.
Thanks for sharing you,
much love, Timothy~
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Yes my friend life it self can be sad and cruel some times. If we let our self fall in one of those situation. Thank you for your wonderful review. (LISA)
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"I sign my death
With my own blood
Biding fair well to life
Accepting eternal death
The only beauty left to hold " That's my favorite part! I loved this poem. Keep up the great work! = ) -
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Wow thank you for your grand review. Tose are also my favorite words in this write. (LISA)
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Now this is very emotionally packed and intense I like it and i like th edesign because it slows the reader down so their mind can compreheand and since im a little slow that helps.
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Your to funny my friend. Thank you for reading these sad write. Glad you enjoyed it. (LISA)
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