The fire of the Black
Taunts me, haunts me
Turning my light to darkness
Changes my heart to cold stone
My life a mystery of desire
Dark at the midnight sky
But a bright stream of light
Broken, but still seen
A miricle of light
Eternal love means nothing
Not to me, not today, not ever
As the star that is my life
Turns blue with frost
Finally I breathe my last
Death is upon me
I am now free
I am finally free
Author notes
I used all of the optional words that were available from the contest
A contest entry
- Options, options and yes, some more options! =) by chilali.
900 points, ended December 11, 2008, 32 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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very nice write you have here! bravo well done keep up the good work best of luck to you in the future and with your writing
andi
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Brilliant entry Jason! I really enjoyed this! It was dark and rousing and wonderful. Good job!
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Please mention the Option in your AN along with the contest key. I said I would DQ without warning, but I do not feel like being mean. Please do that asap!
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wow this is very well written. I can understand each line. Its easy to follow. Good job and write more.
Peace- rainbow
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great use of the word bank, I liked this alot. I used this option as well.. love the word banks.. good luck to you in this contest...
cheers
Krystal
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The title of your poem was splendid! Even cold can be fiery...... depending on your perspective. Nice!
This started out really strong and the theme running through the entire write was pretty cool.
Pen on! Best o' luck in the contest!
peace.
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