In the darkest corner
of my heart
where,
i took the whole power
of me
and started painting her
with my tears
when she was dancing
to sacrifice herself to my soul
awakening
the evil within me.
A contest entry
- Clean and Simple by Peripatetic.
1500 points, ended October 20, 2008, 19 entries
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Comments
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This is a dark poem of obsession. The poet transfers his own darkness to the object of his fascination. The dancer may not even be aware of the poet’s interest, but he makes her a partner in his dark fantasy.
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