I hear your words
through shallow walls,
like snailtrails, the vowels sliver,
penetrating my perishable skin.
Is this another conversation about me
& all my past mistakes?
Am I still blamed for being human,
in this world that is so imperfect
& still looks at me as it's foe.
I was an enemy of the masses,
for just being true to myself.
I hope heavens skies are Gold.
In a list
A contest entry
- Picture Prompts; Reserve # 1-35 by perfectsunset.
575 points, ended April 22, 11 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - Anything W/ Emotion by Violent Glass.
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Comments
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i really loved this part it was so great I think it was amazing from start to finish.
The Positives:
Wonderful imagery and it sounded amazing out loud.
Room For Improvement:
Nothing I can see you did wonderful
My Favorite Part:
Am I still blamed for being human,
in this world that is so imperfect
& still looks at me as it's foe.
I was an enemy of the masses,
for just being true to myself.
Perfect I love what you did on this
Overall:
I give this an 9/10 you did great. I hope to see you in my future contests thanks so much for entering.
~*~Apathetic Poison~*~ -
A very lovely take on the picture prompt!
This was beautiful, dark, and deep.
I truly enjoyed reading this piece.
Best of luck & thanks for entering -
and this is quite possibly, brilliant.
ending line is just fabulous.
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