Exiled by my own bequest,
a victim of my flaws,
abjuring further
and further away,
losing hope, losing self,
recoiling from touch
but craving love
in a conflict of need
and inability to connect,
a contradiction of desire
in self-induced isolation.
Locution cannot convey
the depth of my
phrenic malaise.
Slipping through the cracks
of acumen as lucidity
loses coherence,
decaying to instability
in it’s lack
of consummate solidity,
mixing volatile cognition
with raw emotion
in a cocktail of
reasoned seppuku.
Days pass to weeks in a
symphony of silence,
lost to an abundant
overture of thoughts,
given an aria of voice
in an orchestra of despair,
deafened in a crescendo
of night whispers
that cantillate
a desolate berceuse
on the event horizon
of a collapsing essentia.
Did I ever feel any other way?
Author notes
F r i t z O s k e n n i c k
Your prompt: "The solitude of pain lives in a realm without language."
A quote by Esteemed Poet, Kaibab
Pic found on Google images labeled Dark-Gothic
A contest entry
- Semi-Quickie-----Prompt by liquidmindforever.
1750 points, ended October 17, 14 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - Nevermore . . . (Dark and emotional prewrites contest) by BrokenGlassRose.
800 points, ended November 10, 53 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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You weave your wordcraft into an artists canvass and paint words across the page of the mind. Now that is one hell of a mouthful coming from me but that just sprang into my thoughts - that is just what you do.
Sheila
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fantastic word use and i just love "Symphony of silence" and actaully the rest of the third stanza is just the best. Good work that appeals well to mine and others maddening feelings. Finalist.
(also love the little emote as your line preview, lawl) -
Lexis of the Soul's Agony
Poet,
You drive a pounding rail nail into the head of proclamity's face
tracing the heretofore un remembered space from whence we stumbled
to bumble through the malaise of "phrenic" craze in daze of dim-lit stage
ever waiting to swallow us under its apron.
Welcome to my contest and to the finalsits to honor Poet Kaibab.
You have winged the sting of pain with articulate voice with choice
vipers.
Wishing you the best
till then
stay
liquid
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very strong write
stunning vocabulary
The solitude of pain lives in a realm without language
you did an amazing write for the prompt
God bless you my friend...
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Days pass to weeks in a
symphony of silence,
lost to an abundant
overture of thoughts,
given an aria of voice
in an orchestra of despair,
loved this bit...was awesome
excellent write bro....as always
keep up the great work
luv jayde
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Hmmmm amazing one again dear friend, the words and the image it draws in my mind just fantastic
Plus the pic fits so well to it just amazing
What else that that could I say
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oh my bro
This one is amazing
very vivid and strong emotions i felt as if i was gonna be knocked off my feet
a sad yet strong write
keep the ink flowing
fire
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wow O.O
im amazed
its AWESOME!!!!!!
do dought about it. i absolutly loved it. great job - high five -
message me sometime
pce -
this was simply fantastic and dark just the way i like it.
i loved;
Locution cannot convey
the depth of my
phrenic malaise.
Slipping through the cracks
of acumen as lucidity
loses coherence,
decaying to instability
in it’s lack
of consummate solidity,
mixing volatile cognition
with raw emotion
in a cocktail of
reasoned seppuku.
amazing work of art here.
you're great with words!
good luck in the contest you've entered.
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