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    dots Submission Name: His Name Is No More (Reworking II) dots

    Author: HisNameIsNoMore
    ASL Info:    28 - Male - Ohio
    Elite Ratio:    2.95 - 75/194/254
    Words: 509
    Class/Type: Poetry/Dark
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       An updated of the piece I am re-working, not finished but any input welcome.

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    dotsHis Name Is No More (Reworking II) dots

    Betrayal is a good place if any to start-
    So long ago; so many decrepit thoughts
    Smearing memories like an oily haze
    Hands against glass block the part-
    The eyes behold nothing but haze
    Wait for a moment let it restart-

    Here I once stood; before God I prayed
    Subtle whispers- Soft thunder of the heart
    Through my tongue twisted of contrition
    I cried; screamed- A hark!
    Mind deranged; I saw no sign... perhaps delayed
    Silence spoke in rejection
    Cold, the wind jolted- A spark!
    Strong armed, a man fell to his knees
    Ruthlessly in pain God spoke of his volition
    Cascading the Sun melted away
    Burdened; turmoil and pain
    The divine restitution...
    Love for himself; covetous of his gift
    Smite- subtle fractures obtained;
    A debt on the soul- A chasm- rift
    Formless in faith, he scoffed at the thought
    He was no marionette... or so he thought...

    It was the look in my eyes-
    No it cannot be- It was not me that froze; died.
    His name was no more-
    It was a shooting star before dawn- shot past the rise
    of the sun and light crashing into his mind
    The warmth of night- residual across that line
    he walked so long and tight-
    The pull of his heart... Strings snapping like twine
    for the love of all he'd fight-
    Until he could remember who he was....

    "Oh, mother- my mother!"

    Spoken obediently-

    "Please, I beg save me from my dream..."

    Face in reflection- riding the stream
    shifting monstrosity-
    Rapids; ripples, strung with regret attributes of all other;
    Yet it couldn't sink beneath the skin

    "Send me to Hell- Damnation begins my life... The start."

    Wrath was crawling the structure divide-
    Claws that rend; teeth that bind...
    Hideous was it's voice- Fire; fatal force.
    Vanity had taken the eyes; mind.
    Failure to listen to God; abide
    Deception slid like a blade smooth and coarse
    making the water murky in the heart-
    He would begin to drown...

    "Melancholy my love, come a bit closer."

    Here I stand-
    Let me tell you of his hand...
    Reaching from the cold depths of his own trench
    Understand no flower would be cast to his name
    Forgotten who I... Who he was in youth
    Am I just another name?
    Just another forgotten face?
    With hands clenched in faith- Force from my neck
    the words of his mistake.

    Self obsessed with who he was
    His name was no more-
    He had forgot it all...
    His name was once loved; adored-
    Forsaken he wished it true again
    His name was strong; true-
    Beneath his lifeless facade, pale and blue
    His name was no more-
    It couldn't be yours
    His name was no more-
    The mistake of the word...

    "Mother, my mother!"

    Face turned heaven-side

    "Father, my father!"

    Resting his weary eyes, mouth agape- nothing but cries.
    Buried in the depths of his name-
    Consumed by the water- Under-toe of rage-
    Maelstrom he became- wanting it all again.

    Submitted on 2011-09-12 11:45:53     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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