Black
Blacker than my soul-
The twisted space
That takes up this shell
Hot
Hotter than my hate-
The hate that burns
Like a trillion firey suns
Sweet
Sweet with a bitter edge-
Like your bitter words
That sicken my insides
Coffee.
Author notes
It's strange, but I hope you like it. An interesting twist or a farcical disgrace? You tell me.
A contest entry
- the absolute-worst of AP by Immortal Obscurity.
400 points, ended September 6, 2008, 13 entries
Silver trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - For my friends.. prewrites needed by Riftkin.
575 points, ended April 17, 2009, 49 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
So... what do you think?
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Best of luck in my contest..
This is just the first time looking at all
the poems in my contest .. please do not respond.
Riftkin
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You know i love it.
this is an awesome one.
lamely written. but awesome
for us coffee lovers. -
the similies are interesting and it provides an intersting point being about coffee. interesting, definitely
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thi si so shit i love it.
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..... "Coffee."
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I vote for farcical disgrace, mostly for your juvenile similes (trillion fiery suns, bitter edge like your bitter words).
Coffee
It's so profound! (or not) You made me laugh.
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Well, I wasn't expecting it to be coffee, lol.
This is really good dear ^.^
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bwhahahahahhahah! 'a trillion firey suns' >>
god...what a horridly great poem on coffee
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thanks for entering
-sailor ptolema
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Wow, that was something! I'm willing to bet that said coffee was made with the mascara-tears of a dozen emo kids! I sure as hell wouldn't want to drink it! Bravo!
Thank you for entering!
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