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what the hell just happened

Contributed by jyssvw on Saturday, 8th February 2014 @ 07:22:14 PM in AEST
Topic: oops



I



she struggles with

tormented thoughts

a stroke of genius

turned to a fit of bad luck



you see,

the love ran out

her soul was left empty

some speculate

she just wasnt ready

once she left

she knew she was gone for good

dreams forever dead

she tried all she could



to fly

visibly determined

she wouldnt waver

she remained important



she stole the souls from sleeping ghosts

beating back monsters of seething hope

a plastic stick for a sword

she thinks out-loud to herself

should I be concerned?

shouldnt I be a little worried, if nothing else?



affairs to pass the time

formal events to wear a tie

a sequence of floral patterns set to blow her mind

she sees the world around her

in invisible time

she contemplates the wonders

marvels at the randomness

of a scum turned philanthropist

of something

truly altruistic

she buttons her mouth

applies a shiny coating of red lipstick

she would never be denied

pleasures this ridiculous

an out- of- body

experiences



a certain sweetness seems to run throughout her

tasty supple skin

she undresses

slowly

her seductive dance begins

she breathes

the aroma of peace

she sucks it all in

swirls it all around

gargles it all down

her fears are left deceased

buried 35 feet

down in the bottomless ground

covered with shrubbery and firmly planted trees



she opens the window wide

sticks her head outside

her warm body hides

secrets of a fanciful life

her voice collides

heart and soul combine

she is more alive

nothing here to contrive

real as her glow

she takes it hard

and slow

so?

who are you to judge?


II



tempers will rise

the perpetual smooth ride

commences

then is swiftly upended

without pretenses

no attempts attempted

to make amends

no more than fading fake frozen friends

she waves

being brave

an affront to the fear she can not escape

she continues to take and take

lust is what she craves

buried deep in a cave

blackness shadows the truth

evasive and apparently aloof

she says nothing important

her ignorance is our living proof



she dishes

pain with no purpose

a rush to the head

stars spin

sleep tight in death

unconscious

life resumes

gasoline to comfort the bruise

black and blue

vaseline to lubricate the mood

rocks chill the booze

romantic and hidden

the white side of the moon

subdued

tranquility ensues

everything soft

at all costs

she avoids what was brought forth

for in the delivery

comes the moment where all is lost

fallen to pieces

shattered lives

battered mornings

dreary eyes

the tide

turns

footsteps churn

the perpetrator plays with fire

eventually she gets burned


forced to pay her dues

uptight and loose

serenity hung from the noose

the chair kicked out

choking on fading moments

and smoggy exhaust fumes

as her life becomes her torment

her story

yesterdays ragged news

perspective skews

bias views

subdued

returned when refused

mentally abused

justly accused

punished

for breaking very single one of gods rules

spanked in the nude

admonished

for lurking

interrupting and being ravishingly rude

scavenging for scattered rotten food

secluded

a monster on the loose

delirious and confused

hide your children

lock your doors

load your weapons

this is war

she has nothing to lose



_____________________
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Copyright © jyssvw ... [ 2014-02-08 19:22:14]
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Re: what the hell just happened (User Rating: 1 )
by emystar on Sunday, 9th February 2014 @ 06:28:20 AM AEST
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I realy don't know what just happened but this is a very thought provoking write.
Smile, Blessings,
emy


Re: what the hell just happened (User Rating: 1 )
by TheDreamer on Sunday, 9th February 2014 @ 05:21:03 PM AEST
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A very good write, just be careful for grammar (Wasnt = Wasn't).
Still wonderful though. Keep writing.


Re: what the hell just happened (User Rating: 1 )
by hauntedscorp on Monday, 10th February 2014 @ 05:00:42 PM AEST
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Wow. Just. WOW !

I am always surprised and flattered beyond belief when you say you wish you could write like me. Especially when you knock my socks right off with a standout piece like this, that has so. many. layers. This unfolded like a story. The detail and imagery is incredible. Fantastic job. I salute you, and I will continue to be inspired by gifted writers such as yourself.


~Scorp
(Whatever the hell just happened was amazing!)


Re: what the hell just happened (User Rating: 1 )
by ladyfawn on Saturday, 24th May 2014 @ 10:11:54 AM AEST
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wow and wow! beautiful style, flows like a river,
unique and there's no way i could have stopped
reading this, what the hell just happened-
i read one hell of a poem!

hugs n' love nessa

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