Texture Of Darkness:

TEXTURES OF DARKNESS

glimpses of foggy feelings
outlined in rough texture of darkness
cataclysmic sadness enshrouded
in sunken sockets 
of eerie eyes in broken skull

my fears are my self

immortal thoughts bargaining an end
adult eyes immobiled by painted devil
dilating pupils picturing a final closure
deathly sight of holes of hidden hearts

my fears are my self

unshared soul divided by self
self-shut self-hidden self-sold
in dungeon of nothingness
in cold blood of sudden cessation

thanks!

posting it here was by accident,
i\'m glad someone like the poem.

thanks dear,

i\'ve just posted another poem
in the poetry section; it\'s titled:
gsm [god send mine]

the poet persona here is expressing
certain feelings that he nurses inside;
negative thoughts that literally eat away
his well-being,

as it appears, from the refrain [the one-line
stanza], his fears are unfounded-
the poet persona strikes one as a depressed mind.

but interestingly, he realizes this,
he sees himself as being isolated from others
mentally and physically,
he ascribes this to his being knocked out of existence
as it were.

hope i tried!?

nice work. i'll try to appreciate poetry better

DOMINIQUE!

i\'ll be patient,
even if it will take eternity.

with your mind\'s hand hold the pen
and with the pen caress the face of your paper,
or,
use your mind\'s fingers to rap on the keyboard
of your pc, invoke it and spread your thought
across the page it reveals,

let your thoughts break unhindered, let it flow
like the teardrops that course across the land
of your face,

let it flow still, over the mounds of your bosom
feel the hot teardrops as they warm your heaving
heart; they belong to you,

think of the thousand tears of teardrops in the
storehouse of your eyes, that beauty emblazoned
in the recesses of your soul;

senorita, won\'t you pour me a drink from your
bosom?

@ biife,

I love and appreciate creative writing, keep it up bro.