i stare at these items stacked carefully from my palm
wasted from unscathed embrace
slowly growing bitter
as i lie, staring at the cracks of what once...
slowly, Fading
withering to an anonymous truth.
i clasp the world
in which I perhaps never had the capacity
Prudent fingers stroking the earth into orgasm
Yet, it slowly pulls from me.
i hold my arms up in prayer
feeling the wind pull at my skirt
and circle through my thighs
i once again feel the control I once felt
when my mind filled of evanescence
Author notes
Note: There are no typos! Open your mind and look deeper!
I'm kind of rusty... this is a first attempt!
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This is pure brillance,
i stare at these items stacked carefully from my palm
wasted from unscathed embrace
What a way to start!
Man, this is amazinggg
Keep writing!
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Very nicely done. I had to read it twice, not because it isn't clear, but because it is deep. This really makes you think!
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Very nice
definitely deep enough
Only query I have is last line "of evanescence" or "with evanescence?"
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of evanescence... thanks
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lol - spelling looked good to me!
I like the wording in this, the depth of emotion that connects so easily to life with its ever-changing tides and landscapes.
very nicely done - in fact, excellent for a first attempt!
thank you for your entry
best wishes in the contest
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i hate when people criticise on the I being "i" when I use the lower case to elaborate on the two self identities here. The present address is i while when speaking of a former self I use "I." Thanks for the feedback, it's been a long time since I've written, trying to get my muse back
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