As the light of day descends,
My only hope is lost
Forevermore my spirit,
Wanders in the forest,
Seeking its owner,
But she knows she will never be found,
Since despair is lingering in her
Black and white atmosphere,
Whilst fallen angels appear,
In my mind vividly
Not a sound is made as my feet tread on the ground,
Its so moist like blood as they get encrusted,
they drown
Droplets of water fall from the sky,
Turning scarlet, as if the angels were slaughtered
Blackened wings collapse onto the earth, as
Accompanied auras reduced their mirth
Screaming sinister voices arrived,
The demons appeared at the right time,
Raping the angels of their demised innocence,
to blacken furthermore
The woods were encrusted with crimson fluid,
a territory of gore
I’m drowning deeper into this scarlet sea,
no one’s helping,
No one can see,
for I am a ghost myself,
My remaining life forces don’t exist anymore,
I’m a cold dead corpse fallen to the floor
My only hope is lost
Forevermore my spirit,
Wanders in the forest,
Seeking its owner,
But she knows she will never be found,
Since despair is lingering in her
Black and white atmosphere,
Whilst fallen angels appear,
In my mind vividly
Not a sound is made as my feet tread on the ground,
Its so moist like blood as they get encrusted,
they drown
Droplets of water fall from the sky,
Turning scarlet, as if the angels were slaughtered
Blackened wings collapse onto the earth, as
Accompanied auras reduced their mirth
Screaming sinister voices arrived,
The demons appeared at the right time,
Raping the angels of their demised innocence,
to blacken furthermore
The woods were encrusted with crimson fluid,
a territory of gore
I’m drowning deeper into this scarlet sea,
no one’s helping,
No one can see,
for I am a ghost myself,
My remaining life forces don’t exist anymore,
I’m a cold dead corpse fallen to the floor
Author notes
Inspired by Picture 1 (image obtained from Photobucket)
It doesnt make much sense if you look at this poem from an angle... but oh well I was in my own little world again...
Enjoy my mild morbidity... *puts on a sadistic grin* lol
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Comments
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I imagined the ghost of suicide, forever wandering in search or eternal rest.
A forlorn phantom of damnation unaware of its own plight.
hat angle were you suggesting this be read from?
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wow thats so dark!!!
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I really liked this. The imagery in this was amazing, and unique. I loved it. Very nice word choice as well. Thanks for entering and best of luck to you in my contest.
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wow.. I liked this. The imagery is something else, and i'd say this was very well written. Even for a poem that was written by someone in their own little world. In fact, i think the best poems that are written are written by people who get lost in their own little worlds. Everything in this was sharp and used effectively, very effectively...There are a lot of powerful words and images in this. the best of all of it was that it all came together, not overpowering anything, but in balance. Good Job!

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Wow, it is good!
I like it!
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i'm afraid you cant enter this contest as you already have a gold. soz.
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Great descriptive detail throughout and you really capture a sense of mood and place. Like the image of slaughtered angels, you don't normally associate such a thing of beauty being 'slaughtered' as it's such an evocative word. 'Woods encrusted with crimson fluid' - wow! I know what you mean about the making sense but it's like painting a picture and so anyone can make of it what they want. I liked the vivid detail even if it was so discomforting. Great write!
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I don't make sense either! So it's okay. I loved this poem! Thanks for entering! I have to say... nice way to take on the picture! Good luck. Keep on writing :3

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forgot these
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excellent!!
The darkness was contagious it consumed me...yet I loved it. There was so much metaphor in this piece that really made me want to just ^^, I’m glad I stepped into this scarlet territory it has inspired me so much! It makes me want to go write dark poetry again

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hey awresum work my sis
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Amazing work. The surrealism is overdone by your imagery, thus making what is presumed not real, real. I enjoyed reading this one so much that I had to read it again just for the hell of it. Angels, demons, death, blood; my kind of poem. Greatly expressed!
Silvos.

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all i can say is 'wow'
very deep.
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A very unique take on the picture prompt! I like that! It shows great imagination.
I wrote a poem quite similar so I can easily say I really enjoyed this one!
Great write!


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This is a wonderfully dark and descriptive piece. A few tidbits of input: I would put the words "they drown" on their own line at the end of the third stanza. For me, putting words/phrases like that just gives it more of a sense of finality. Also, in the 14th line, I would change the word "got" to "were." It seems like it would fit better. "Got" has a harsher sound than "were" and I think "were" would fit better here. Anyway, that's just my opinion. Great write and best of luck. -R.T
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Thanks for your constructive criticism
it is much appreciated.
~Emily~ xx
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