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Bleeding ink

Bleeding ink

Poem

 
My pen bleeds ink
staining purities stink
with vile verse
a greater curse
my vomited rhyme
imitating the sublime
who’s subtle notes
ring in woeful quotes
infernal minds machinations
built of decrepit hearts translations

Her fine white hand to still me
an icy brush of powdery skin.
The beating inferno of the poets heart
frozen, by the blissful touch of apathy
that slays the demon of my disillusion.
My scrabbled lines still shining on the page.
The very twirling of madness, fury, pain
is at last stilled.

No more verbal tapestry
She’s got no love of poetry.
 
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Latest Review
 
  • Ah, magnificent
    Posted Aug 29, 2008
    +10
    I wasn't feeling it at first, but when I got through...
    Gods, wonderful.
    Nice wording, nice theme

    Love how the real clicking point
    Wasn't until the very end.

    The first stanza should be more drawing. It was a bit easy for me to lose attention when r... (read more)
Recent Comments
 
  • Aug 19, 2008
    This is a different kind of poetry then i normally like, but this one is good. Good job and keep up the work!
  • Aug 18, 2008
    Sweet. I've never been a big fan of the emo blah blah stuff but this was really good and captivating. Great job.
  • Aug 18, 2008
    I really enjoyed this. I'm not a big fan of poetry but I really liked this. Kudos!
  • Aug 18, 2008
    I thought it was pretty good. Nice job.
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