shadows dancing tuanting the light.
growing larger,
as we flow into night.
the ground decays,
below my feet.
giving way to destiny.
to the black abyass I am to meet.
no silver lining.
not a light in the tunnel my friend.
just my soul meeting darkness.
only my tragic end.
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Only thing I could thing of,
A contest entry
- The Beautiful Dark by Spiritual Soul.
1300 points, ended July 22, 2008, 19 entries
Silver trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
contest entry
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Congratulations on the silver...a great poem...Sue
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An excellent poem, with good imagery.
All the best in the contest
Sue
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oh wow! My first entry and it's already awesome! This was a truely stunning piece, it says so much in so little and yet it's mysterious and awesome! Thanks for entering!
Blessings,
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one word..... .:STUNNING:.
Wow! I loved this, its amazing. Terrific use of a metaphor for death for the concept of the poem. This truly stunning the ryhme flow along with the terms used within are beautiful and perfect. Wonderful work!!
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I think this is really good!
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