Golden streetlights hit the black,
pulsating night in small short circles,
the only eyes to the ones
who come and go,
shadows in a city of shadows,
and the city sleeps on...
Long, twisted walkways,
turning beneath the silvered patterns
of the moon through the trees;
the streets, lined with burning whispers,
uttered somewhere underneath the sleepless eyes
of someone, something
unseen,
and the city sleeps on...
Heart, so full of dark things,
war and hatred and fear,
is laid to rest here,
comforted among the obsidian darkness
of the sweet city of shadows,
in its gentle hold of familiar obscurity;
the sanctuary for all souls
that hide their deepest secrets here,
vanishing into it like so many phantoms,
and the city sleeps on...
And so, I venture onwards,
outwards, into this concrete jungle,
to find what fate awaits me,
leaving all that has passed behind,
I step into the future,
and the city sleeps on...
A contest entry
- Past Present Future (Green Onions-Zombie-Ministry) by skilter.
500 points, ended July 31, 2008, 5 entries
Silver trophy winner
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650 points, ended August 8, 2008, 9 entries
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436 points, ended September 28, 2008, 10 entries
Silver trophy winner
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560 points, ended December 16, 2008, 138 entries
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Comments
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I don't even know what to say... This is really good!
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I connect with this poem. So many times I've been walking home in the rain with the fog turned pink and hazy by street lights and the world has seemed completely empty, dead almost... the background is also very fitting with the streetlight imagery.
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Wow, Amazing!! That was outstandingly beautiful! A Poem with a dark passion that plays with a rythm of fire and desperation! Give yourself credit lass, your creative work here is a number one hit in my mind, and most of all Im glad to have found it, Its always charming to read excellent work than most of these emo bleach blond motel living posing preps on ap with their shitty heartbreak sex stories. But yes very very good, much much praise love!.
Sincerely,
Deathwolf Tasagka

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a little errir I think, as shadows
of the cities seek out light to reflect upon, thank you for this entry and good luck in this contest
Linda

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Wow that is very well written and imagined. I could see the character pushing and striving for a change as time slowly ticked by thus leaving the city behind. I can't really explain it but this is something I very much enjoyed, maybe it's that your story writing or defining words in your piece remind me somewhat of my own writing style. Great job and thank you for entering my contest.
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