Sorrow seeps through the chalice,
venting poison through pale lips
of fragility, as wind whispers tidings
of kings; thralled within my perfect edges,
in heady hopes of wisdom's thick skin;
A wanton wick lights their hardened eyes
dilated with each sword drawn-
I consume them in their insatiable greed,
wringing wraiths of time to foretell destiny;
Realms conquered in desolation's dreams,
gleams with blood of waning men;
Yet, the necromancers nail is driven-
I'm the crucifix of phobic peace,
breeding desire's demons in mock play
of escalating earth to imbue insomnia
and release it, like dust to rot forever...
I'm the riddle of parched tongues,
life's evanescence crystallized;
Hardened in forge of malice and lies
I'm vengeful beauty; a chalice disguised...


I think what bear means about the breaking up of the lines is this... you must carry your creativity even to the line arrangement. Make the eye hungry for more



Ah well...thanks for the constructive critique, only when you mentioned the alliterations did I notice they stick out!I'm not sure about this, but I used the 'of' for the suspense factor
I've heard and been told that at times in free verse, a line is left on the brink so as to create a suspense getting to the next line...lol, is it a myth or reality?
Thanks a lot anyways, I'm most probably going to stop writing again thanks to school and all, but I'm trying to learn as much as I can within this time











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