Pour into me your every thought
Hold your serenity from my chest
I must taste your salvation
And I lust for your desires
Oh, do the dearest prevail!
I can spy your future forming
A bastard carnival from yesterday
The spirits masquerading us
To your place within the cast
Oh, I taste what you desire!
There is no confirmation
To lead you to your jar
Yet you grasp so intently
To angelic sleight of hand
Oh, eternity does await you!
My plaything and my pawn
This is what you lusted for
To become a Goddess proven
A lie in every tainted orifice
Oh, Purity but a ruse!
Author notes
Another contest entry. I may not have taken the more well traveled approach, but I am proud of the final content.
A contest entry
- PIF Picture Prompt - Semiquickie by AliceinPoetryLand.
850 points, ended June 18, 16 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Enjoy?
Comments
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Wow this is quite a dark write for the picture, but very different! You have taken it where no one else has. Thanks so much for your entry
Well done indeed.
Gaylene
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