Seeing the world so clearly,
as a picture of love and glory.
Sitting on the edge of my seat drunk with gin,
watching the mauve sunset with a careless grin.
Biding farewell to all pain and loss,
watching the old photograph slowly regain its gloss.
Clutching my bag at the railway station,
making my way towards the New Hope Nation.
I’m striding my way out of here,
leaving behind everything drab and drear.
It’s never too late,
I just need to bleed out all my hate.
I am the weeping sycamore
begging for salvation no more.
I am the one lone tear
rolling down your cheek, the culmination of all your fears.
I lost my bright eyes and sunny smile
to the tumultuous years and many lost miles.
The sky is shedding stars as tears
and upon such a magnificent sight, I daren’t go near.
When I lost you, I lost the all-important key;
even with eyes, I could no longer see.
I need to go back to the beginning to find the key to the end,
carve my own keyhole and stake my place in the sand.
I am the girl with the broken arm,
the one who’d promised you she’d not indulge in self-harm.
The one who lied, who cried, who died
under the starry, starry sky one lonely night.
This is my last song,
a requiem for all broken souls, so long.
With the imminence of a new dawn,
this is the last breath, in this world, I shall have drawn.
Author notes
Option 3. Something Dark.
In a list
A contest entry
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Comments
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I really like how each stanza is a different image. This is absolutely great. It's dark, but good.
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Absolutely amazing. Your poem really struck a chord in me. And as far as I'm concerned, that's what poetry is supposed to do. Congratulations
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Thank you so much.
Char
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this was beautiful
great job with the rhyme, though the flow was a little choppy in certain parts where you rhymed shorter lines with longer ones.
thanks for sharing this. really interesting
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Oh char this was achingly beautiful- pure agony is defined in your sorrowful words. The Imagery here has captured your soul as it was pouring out of you. The flow- like a free fall to doom after all the pain. Relatable and remarkable this was. but remember- it's always darkest before the dawn. Take care girl and good luck with your contest- i hope you win -T
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Hi T, thanks so much for your comment- you always do cheer me up too
Haha, I think this poem sounds pretty doomsday-like? It's actually part of a story I was writing...(I was trying to get into the psyche of this whole other character )
But thanks for the well wishes (one always need them)- and you take care of yourself too!
Cheers
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