Feel the heart collapse-
sensation overwhelms-
as veins resort to pruning-
and soul flutters against the cage
of marrow and of snow.
Breath condenses-
nerves short ciruit-
ignite the qualms of pain-
a shriek, a wretch, a grasp toward Star
a peace installed, a night grown still.
Please tell me what you think
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Dark.
In the darkness of night a peace of mind awaits,
should you want it.Very good.
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thank you
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Ya see you do have your own twist nice flow and rythem as well as choice of words over all nice peice
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When I first read the title of this it made me think of Stephen King's Misery... have you read it?.. if not, the main character has a series of books (I can only remember the names of the last two - Misery's Child and Misery's Return)... the title drew me in and your words captured me once here...
Keep writing
Polly -
Dark and deep... oh come now, sleep!
The emotional beauty of this poem reaches out in very special ways. Stimulating and lovely in its own way, this is a fine write.
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