seeing you everyday is like jabbing 1,012 peace pins into my spine...
[what has she done to achieve such serenity?]
You are not you
[warmth trails from her lips]
Bonjour, monsieur!
[Another knife in my hand,]
[Locked in the cell of your disdain,
Small hands press against glass cages]
I was ten,
Amid all the voices and powers of love,
[well, I know a thing about life ending,
In some woods far away]
Long, long ago,
[i blast off with a countdown
Crying broken tears]
The atmosphere reeks...
Author notes
haha wow. that is a pretty random compilation... i like it =)
A contest entry
- Steal from yourself to create a new poem by Sanguinarius.
1000 points, ended November 7, 19 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
What's your take? What does it mean to you?
Comments
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huh.
this is beutiful in your own way, Ariel. Speechless.
jahnavi.
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I adore the way your poem turned out in this too.
Random, but a gorgeous write indeed...
Crazy how well random sentences can fit together, like they were meant to be.
Good luck to you in the contest. =D
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