Description: another old one, although an excessive indulgence. i make no excuses save this; i was young.
what can one do when one is so full of piss and vinegar?
"Now hatred is by far the greatest pleasure;
Men love in haste, but they detest at leisure."-Lord Byron
Far From It -------------------------------------------
Silence, deafening and defines; defies all dying depth,
balefully in-between, but do not blink or hold back breath.
Seething, and seeing you suffering so surely, and softly sane,
seeming shy but surfaced slowly; sated sorrows you sustain.
Profound pain you prized and playfully paint with profusely,
occurs out of obviousness, overtly obtuse in obscurity.
Scarlet lines you slit and surely show, saddens simply,
it fools the feebleness in your feigned fights fleetly.
Need not the niches in innate narcissistic notoriety,
nor the nuances you knead on knuckles needlessly.
Nor, will you never know the knives that gnash nightly,
for not a single knitted knot gnaws you nocturnally.
Describe your death, dearly and dramatically to me,
a desperate deed done in defense, derived from drained dignity…?
Oh, how you hide your holes and happy heart every hour,
Morosely and mutely more, my meek mind is marred.
The truth to you is trivial and trite, traded in for tears and tragedy,
so tell me tales and terrible things that you have treaded on truthfully.
Thence, your theft of tongue and tragic thoughts; there so thoroughly taken,
has tweaked and twisted you, take back time that has been trodden.
Fall faithfully for your flights of fancy and freedom,
frailty is too far for you, and the fright you faint freely from.
Fie to your form and the fallacy of facts you fabricated!
Forget the furious faces, for on you, only fools are fixated.
Vainly verify your venomous vanity, your visage, void the vapors,
to keep your vile vials of venom from view, away from the victors.
Violence veers off your vexing, to avoid your vented vexes,
verdigris and visage, how vain! vanish from the vortexes.
Indeed you implore and imply, and instantly try to impress,
initiate and instigate your idyllic inebriated insaneness.
Rightfully remind yourself of your rueful and resentful romantics,
remember not, nor reminisce all your ready-made theatrics.
Now, what ways are you wasting your wanton wagging?
it is warped and wobbled; your weary woes now waning.
The curses and cuts that caress your arms, so comically convincing,
cry, but be careful and candid, lest we curse and cringe, and cease catching.
"Vainly verify your venomous vanity, your visage, void the vapors, to keep your vile vials of venom from view, away from the victors. Violence veers off your vexing, to avoid your vented vexes, verdigris and visage, how vain! vanish from the vortexes."
piss and vinegar... my mother was always saying that... i hated it hehe
goodness me... i swear you know more words than ever i could find to string together... this is stunning. your use of alliteration is like nothing i have EVER seen in my entire life. having said that it was so hard for me to remember to listen to the words as i read them outloud getting caught up in sounds and the move of this piece... it ran me and ran me and ran me and then stopped... i hate it when words like these stop.
there was a very real bitterness to this piece... indirectly direct though i dont know whether the person it was aimed at would ever pick up on that bitterness for the beautiful way the words flow... you know.. like if you smile while insulting someone to their face they never know whether your joking or not and you stilhave had the pleasure of saying it...
Hey, this was pretty bitter like you said. I liked how the consistency in the lines and stanzas...it made it a challenge to read and fully absorb its content, but it was there. Almost as if Sylvester the Cat was saying it, HA! Ssssufferin' suck-o-tash! Hee-hee!
It's obvious that you are a very intelligent person with a huge vocabulary! Wow... if this was written without a thesaurus, I applaude your amazing talent. Even with, it's still so very very great. Having fun writing pieces, while still being able to capture the emotion in it is a hard thing to do, but you seem to do that so flawlessly here. Excellent. I can't wait to read more!