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Monsters of noon

Author: Porcelaine
ASL Info:    27/F/Croatia
Elite Ratio:    3.9 - 880 /703 /256
Words: 139
Class/Type: Poetry /Dark
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Monsters of noon


She strikes
And all the fiends of barren stone
Screech in their forthcoming
Gnawing and despairing…dismantling heartbeats

Like altars of glass

And I hear now - the tremors
How it cries…in earthquakes
How it strains to hold it's peace
Wrapped in a steel case of silence and shadow

My home under the stars

I lay there in the banish
- In the crumbs of mercy that hold me in place
Drying like snake skin on the pyre of the sun
Breathing the incandescent poison

And I know I've lost you

I can turn to find those cries for shelter
I can look for rage in the hands of sorrow
Or, in the brightest hour of a sickening scream,
I can oath on never looking back

And lie


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  "i can oath on never looking back/ and lie"

quite a line this is...

i felt the torment in this piece...the pull from all peace.

very visual write. "drying like snakeskin"

and the torture as venemous as the poison from the snake.

| Posted on 2011-05-11 00:00:00 | by jacoberin | [ Reply to This ]
  straight forward, I see myself inside this poem, I feel the emotions twirling around me, very thoughtful, each paragraph has some sort of theme in detail, I had to read this twice, your writing is excellent , mystic , great poem

| Posted on 2009-08-04 00:00:00 | by JoJoCrab | [ Reply to This ]
  I like the honesty of this poem. You are running from your grief into this other dimension. Yet you can not escape your dark thoughts and drag them there with you and then they drag you back again. I tend to do that too sometimes, but I manage to escape somehow and end up, in my most desperate hours, with my most optimistic poems. Anyway, I've enjoyed this poem.
| Posted on 2008-11-17 00:00:00 | by Paradox | [ Reply to This ]

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