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Hushed Voices

Vanilla coated emotions twinkle brightly
within a heart thirsting for release,
mellow cantlets of long standing desire
have no hope of eventual absolution.

My entity is no longer my own,
I reach out to the cerebral wisdom
once holding me together,
only to find an echoless voice
falling to deaf ears.

They have returned once again
on cue as always.
I can hear their silent banter
and feel the chill of their intent.
I am the nourishment of choice tonight,
the guest of honor

yet...

only a pupil of their design,
and my imagination.

Allow the banquet to begin.
The main course is

me...

as always...










Author notes

The element of drug addiction has a voice of its own...This is not a bio, Thank God

John A Faukner

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  • Nature Song silver member
    November 8

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    The eelment of the banquet is me! Speaking from experience, our minds do play some evil roles in our lives at times.

    Great penning!

    ~Sie


  • just2write silver member
    November 8

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    Much to think about with this poem, John. I must admit that I was lost until I read your notes. After reading them, the whole poem took on a new light and focus. A pleasure to read. Rose.


  • Amera gold member
    November 8

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    This is truly a lovely read! I found each line original and captivating as you weave a tapistry of emotion.

    Love,
    Amera♥


  • amnouup
    November 8
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    Very mysterious

    Its a mysterious write, I felt somewhere deluded in it, nice done :-)


  • Ani Grace
    November 7

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    Very strong, powerful imagery for the reader. I'm torn by this one, on one hand it speaks to desire; on the other to selfish indulgence...but throughout it speaks of the mystery of lonliness. I love it, it makes me go hmmm.


  • Denise 28
    November 7

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    Wow

    You know knowing it isn't an addition you have makes this poem more awsome. I think it is harder to write from a prospective you haven't seen believeable and you do it wonderfully here. Great job!


  • sinfull
    November 6

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    brava! been there and done that, it's good to see support and ....understanding...for the nature of the beast. Well-written


  • Snowing Kisses silver member
    November 6
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    this is a beautifully well crafted piece...bravo
    T


  • AngelBellerose gold member
    November 6

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    upon the taste of pleasure the sin of addiction masked the souls intention ..no hooked.. no release found until seed of addiction is cast out.. well penned hugs always Angel♥


    • John BoSox
      November 7
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      Thank you dear for commenting..I always appreciate your comments


      John


  • findingurself.less gold member
    November 6

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    Hmmm.... I didn't get it until I read the notes...Sorry... I like the way it is written though... "only to find an echo-less voice falling to deaf ears" Awesome!

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