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Crystal Days

Crystal Days

A simmering fractured breath
Deliciously drawn
Permeates my lifeblood
Where fetid thoughts are born
An insincere promise
Impure, misfit ways
A venerated oath
Wanting crystal days

Bound by consequence 
To achieve my vital aim 
I whimper like a baby
Refuse to join the game
Forgive my bloody sins
I bow in servile state
Pleading for your forgiveness 
My mind is at your fete 

Deliver me in whole 
My scars are plainly seen 
A splintered soul I carry 
From a Dantesque scene
My ego diminished 
Rejected by the light
A barren, rotten carcass 
Devoid of any fight

I challenge you to want me
To fill my empty heart
To open up these eyes 
Before I come apart
Hold my withered hand
Rejuvenate the skin
Into the very marrow
Your love I hope to win.

 

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Lost

"From a Dantesque scene
My ego diminished"...how brillaint is that line. The whole poem is really well thought out and written as such. 

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Tony Taylor

Hey ALLEN!!.... this is such a great read!!...... that final stanza summing up the intent beautifully...... but those opening stanza's speaking of the pain and suffering of the author were beautifully delivered and set up the final stanza perfectly!!......ALL STARS!!..... well conceived and BEAUTIFULLY delivered !!.......LOVE and ROCKETS!!.......T xo ?✳✴☀

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Shirley Rebstock

Some people have the ability to create art out of words.  This was artistically done. 

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