Lonely illusions
crater
disasters presumption.
Wandering continuously
amongst
cold silent ruble.
Hallowed beginnings
erase
lost contingencies.
A world gone
into pits of hell
struggling to find truth.
The search for hope,
never ending...
Author notes
Picture prompt - I won't stop searching by flightless-angle on Deviant.com
http://www.flickr.com/photos/flightlessangel/2041673731/
A contest entry
- Quickie by SuicidalLover.
425 points, ended June 20, 2008, 10 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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How sad this reads.
I love your choice of words, but I would rewrite it as such...
Lonely illusions crater disasters presumption.
In one line to read better. Just my opinion.
Hope it doesn't make you to...angry?
I like the emotions pouring through though.
Thanks for entering.
~Kystal Angel
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Great title SisYou paint the picture of the world turning today yet we all live in hope of a new better peaceful tomorrow...that never ending search.Excellent take on the prompt Good luck in the contest.
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Awesome job, I love the layout/form of this piece - I'm not sure what it is called, or if it was even intentional, but I am totally diggin' it!
My favorite line:
"Hallowed beginnings
erase
lost contingencies."
Best of luck
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