blood sold and bought
for contentment's sake
restrain they chant
contain they hold high on their tongues
Works of resentment
fade upon my wall
casting shadows on my words
sing high they chide me
Pulsing life threads through me
Gripping onto seedy sheets and sleepless nights
control seeks shelter from the storm
retreating inside my cerebrum
too deep to attain through charm or trickery
twitching constitutions
broken conscience thrives
morals dissipate
restraint and containment are destroyed
as impulses guide my hands
blood sold and bought
purchased under mutilated intentions
contentment resides in deeds done
absent of their high held tongues
absent of their disillusionment taught
A contest entry
- Prompt - Yes Again by lowercase prelude.
300 points, ended July 3, 2008, 8 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
So, explain what you thought, no vagueness alowed.
Comments
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I love your vocabulary. You use amazing imagry
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Wow dark but good, full of emotion. I havn't been logged on for almost a year and what a difference there is in your work. Do i sense some influence from T.S Eliott
"Gripping onto seedy sheets and sleepless nights"
->"Of restless nights in one-night cheap hotels "
Well Done!
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i liked your use of imagery. i do not particularly what you are talking about, but i guess that's not necessarily a bad thing, as it leaves room for interpretation for the reader.
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