Confusing thoughts attack their minds
Twisted, tied, forever confined
Loathed and feared, yet somehow sublime
It’s the same old story every time
Demanufactured on the assembly line
Put back into the box and forced to bind
To a contract of the worst kind
Written in blood: “Her soul is mine.”
The loneliest life I’ve had to define
Was that of a girl who had failed but tried
All happiness lost; she fell and she cried:
“By my heart I would always abide!
I was always told the heart never lied;
So why am I here with tears in my eyes?”
I myself nearly cried when I sat down and sighed:
Child do you know of the contract he signed?
She shook her head no and I tried to find
The words to explain the death inside.
They have rules that they need to hide
In order to push their emotions aside
And honestly, I do not know why.
He signed in his blood ‘Her soul is mine’
But not before feeding you those creative lines
It is a sad truth of all mankind.
A man and a woman cannot truly align
Except in rare instances when the curse proves divine
When the love that they share cannot be denied
But by then, it’s often too late to comply.
I hold back my tears as I finish my reply
I’m sorry we have our hearts to abide by
When they sign in blood “Her soul is mine.”
Unbeknownst to us, their rope is tied
Removing the ability to decide
And it will haunt you until you die.
The girl still cried as she looked to the sky
“He signed in his blood ‘Her soul is mine’?
Is it believed our race will subside?
Can no one realize how we collide?”
We’re just strapped along for the ride
Of life, cheated by the masculine side
And I am supposed to be your guide
I lack a true place to reside
And I cannot help you to be sly
All I can do is try to help you fly
And teach you to be happy without a guy.
Author notes
April 18, 2008.
Every line rhymes, but it was mainly designed to rhyme with the lines above and below. If you took random words from the lines and tried to rhyme them it may sound forced. I always wanted to make more parts to the story but could never figure out enough rhmying words.
I don't really think "demanufactured" is a word... but I don't care. xD
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This is a decent write, a bit confusing. I can't really tell what your intentions were because of some of the words. At first it almost seemed like some kind of satanic love pact, and in the end it turned to a you don't need love poem. Anyway, this was interesting and dark. Thanks for entering and good luck.
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um...wow.
quite honestly, im speechless.
i was lookking for some good poetry tonight, but found this.
this is 'godly'.
holy moley.
you have straight up talent.
and rhyming every single line?! dont know how you did it..but wow.
wowX200000000.
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My critique.
5 is hard. "dissassembled on the line?"
6 confused me.
11 perfect.
Split 15?
28 hard.
34-38 Gravy. ::thumbs up::
oh man. haha. I just now found the line numbers button... -
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Well... I know demanufactured isn't really a word.. but I like it!
there's a typo in line six, damn.
I didn't know the line numbers button existed until a few days ago. ha.
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Hint of Raven
The lopped palindrome thing creates a slope that cause me to speed up as I read. s' fun -
very honest and enjoyable to read
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Ooooohhh.
That's really good. I like it muchly. -
this is a bit spooky, maannn =D
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hehe, that's the point... to a certain degree.
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