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    dots Submission Name: Sonnet - Ideals Of Obliviondots
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    Author: HisNameIsNoMore
    ASL Info:    28 - Male - Ohio
    Elite Ratio:    3.03 - 75/186/232
    Words: 78
    Class/Type: Poetry/Serious
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    Description:
       A revisiting of writing the English Sonnet under the Iambic Pentameter.
    Perhaps something for you to ponder about?
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    dotsSonnet - Ideals Of Obliviondots
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    Masquerading shadows grin obliquely,
    motivations bloated on gluttonies.
    Relish the aberrant soliloquy,
    evil perpetuating ironies-

    Intrinsic thoughts to destroy paradise,
    leaving nothing but ink stains in the night.
    Hollow being of darkness; parts of ice,
    illusionary dagger; a mind sleight.

    Bricks always crumble; foundations succumb,
    empires will rise -- utopia; life.
    Building up with the sacrificial thrum,
    the endless commiserating was rife.

    The tireless wicked ophidian
    feasting on ideals of oblivion.




    Submitted on 2013-08-02 12:47:17     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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      I seldom say this to other poets but I see so much of my own muse here, the masquerading oblique assault, the aberrant soliloquy of evil perpetuating ironies, all those seemingly indigenous thoughts that would destroy paradise leaving nothing but ink stains in the night, a hollow being of darkness with his illusionary dagger. Bricks may crumble, foundations succumb, yet the sacrificial thrum, the endless commiserating. Reading this definitely made me feel like the tireless wicked ophidian feasting on ideals of oblivion.

    Bruce
    | Posted on 2013-08-02 00:00:00 | by monad | [ Reply to This ]


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