Poem -
Dead mind
The touch of your blade engraved on my skin
as we tango to the rhythm of my
genuine damned being-
twirling with the distraction of my desires which
I could never truly embrace
serenity and clarity grazing it’s fingers
all over my aching flesh
grief poured out in a flood painting
the gates of my grave
Dead mind - Ridwan
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Comments
Stunning write 🤗
It means a lot
Wow what a poem Ridwan! Fantastic work. I especially enjoyed the structure. How each line leads to the next. Makes for super engaging poetry. Welcome to the Comos! I hope you enjoy it here.
Thank you very much for the kind words I personally who is very shy about my work is really touched by the kind comment. And I’m enjoying myself on here and it gets me also to know about other great writers.
Love the poem, deep, dark and gritty. The sketch makes me think of Tim Burton, absolutely brilliant ink. Welcome to the Cosmo :)