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My death lily

Contributed by Lady_Daisy on Tuesday, 28th February 2006 @ 09:59:19 PM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry



I saw the death lily they placed upon my casket,
at once I knew I had to pick up where I left off.
My scars I have seen, carved by an unknown hand
And now I know the pain I endured from my mistakes.

It’s my fault, said to be faultless flaws, but I very much doubt.
My angel so naïve, and so trusting I wish to see another one.
Angels are scarce in my part of the world, their grants aren’t of worth.
So who is hurting now? Knowledge, or a lack of, I do not know.

And what I saw, as they laid me in my final place-
Wilting gardens, my darlings with tears trickling down their faces
I refuse to see their pain; I refuse to see their domain turn to dark.
I know they won’t survive; thus my death lily can wilt by its self.




Copyright © Lady_Daisy ... [ 2006-02-28 21:59:19]
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Re: My death lily (User Rating: 1 )
by thesinner on Tuesday, 28th February 2006 @ 10:00:51 PM AEST
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very moving


Re: My death lily (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Wednesday, 1st March 2006 @ 11:59:24 AM AEST
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Beautifully dark, tremendously poetic.

Well Done!

- SCM


Re: My death lily (User Rating: 1 )
by Leslie on Monday, 27th March 2006 @ 07:19:00 PM AEST
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Your poem dealt with a very interesting and difficult concept. I thought it was well written and touched on the dark side of mankind's psyche.




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