Lost in a pool of oil
Coloured by the glory
Distant music burns the soul
Of the lives found in this story
Blurry in the faces
Worn by those that fall
Find a place to recognise
The music's mystic call
Sent here by the darkness
A song of hallowed rhyme
Hidden in the lyrics
Is an answer lost in time
Fallen into nightmare
For those that choose to sleep
The oily residue of life
Grows amongst the creep
Bones are broken lives are lost
Feelings ever changed
Life is but a memory
Of stories rearranged
Calling all the singers
Dancing in the rain
Oil falls from fire clouds
Absorbed with blurry pain
Corpses on the canvas
Angels up above
The picture of regret is set
In the name of love
Painting of the wicked
Buried in the soil
It is all apart of us
Our souls are made of oil
Author notes
For a contest based upon a picture of blurred colours entitled 'Liquid Life' by NueteredBuddah
A colourful descension into hell
A contest entry
- Liquid Life by NueteredBuddah.
300 points, ended January 4, 2008, 12 entries
Bronze trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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I liked this one a lot. Take a colorful picture and turn it into a descension to hell! I love that! There were a few areas that seemed a little roguh with the flow and forced on the rhyme. I think its terrific though. Thank you for entering
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oooooooooo aaaaaaaaaaa. tee hee. wow i really loved this one. you have the best best talent that i have seen. i really love your work
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Oooooooooooooohhhhhhhh~
Very profoundly mysterious and poignantly fine!
Like the metaphor and imagery here. 
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Magnifico! It's awesome that you thought that from the picture. So detailed and fitting together so well. Good luck!
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