Fear! - Nervous as ever, verily the motion seeking still, prevades
alluring thought, as if from swift imaginations either sway of head,
to this or that. Darkness severs the capabilty of sight your hearing
heard, and only then do voices of a kind rekindle new, -
That from a view, illusions dreadful future saw. How the dull
din of close proximities our judgements choose, for, things we cannot
answer to. It brings this kind of adage that concludes a lesser fate,
for that we hoped was simply there, and shown upon deaths face.
How then can one feel so alone, but let allow, that two exist, an evil
force in tune with this, exactness such as near. A bristle with a
dreaded whim, a moment saw for certain brought, those brief requisites
bats detest, detect this vast abyss.
Selected is the greater sound depicting views that intriques move,
rekindles death that overheard me missing by mile.
Now at this point, retrieval had, indeed the need for day denied
fear of night had soften......., died in fact for daylight lied.
While getting used to dark too soon, the optimum of light would tell
enough of these few greyer cells, illusion cannot fix. As wisely said
to poke this place that even now seems more like space, I feel
sufficient source be found from whole, the syphon sped.
How physics can regenerate like muscles do, so propagate, reversal
led, then hibernates.., extinction did.
Author notes
Option 2. for being human seems like just a tragic state
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daylight lied
tis perfect
mere perfection
Aleshia
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wow another great poem you truly amaze me your talent realy shows i love this one a lot im just a sucker for the dark death theroys good job. i feel as if im watching death as i read this it is very good
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this is very.... i cant find a word that would not sound cliche. The first word instantly caught my attention, "fear" yes, fear is what makes being human like just a tragic state, i couldn't agree more. What brings fear is of course death. I can not but think of this as a beautiful write, though it is a dark one. It not just lets me feel it, but think as well, think about life. For me their is a lot of symbolism, direct and indirectness, and a lot more. But I lack the emotional maturity and other aspects to fully comprehend this, perhaps more reading will do
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Well done!
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