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Contributed by Avarice_Riot on Saturday, 14th August 2004 @ 12:03:49 AM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry



The child's body is draped in vapour
Grown from years of sleeping fury.

The child's heart is wrapped in steel
Born of years of stings kept in the dark.

The child's ears are blissful and deaf
Stoned by arguments that yield no end.

The child's soul is battered to a dross
Bound by duties to flesh and blood gone wrong.

The child's veins threaten to erupt
Strained by witnessing too many flaws in her idols.

The child's eyes are hollow and dull
Drawn from a well whose contents
Became arid many, many moons ago.

In the distance the echo of a bitter laugh is heard...

Funny...funny how that child
looks so much like me.




Copyright © Avarice_Riot ... [ 2004-08-14 00:03:49]
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Re: Home (User Rating: 1 )
by Stellar on Saturday, 14th August 2004 @ 12:13:11 AM AEST
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Awesome


Re: Home (User Rating: 1 )
by Stellar on Saturday, 14th August 2004 @ 12:14:04 AM AEST
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This reminds me of my boyfriend.


Re: Home (User Rating: 1 )
by Kindredblood_dragon on Saturday, 14th August 2004 @ 12:34:47 AM AEST
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A very sad reality to what goes on some lives, you wrote this well, it sent forth clear vivd images, which left me reeling.
So much emotion, wrapped in a cloak of darkness, beautifully written, I liked.


Re: Home (User Rating: 1 )
by bobotheclown on Saturday, 14th August 2004 @ 12:42:26 AM AEST
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this is odd I come on a poetry site and I actually FIND poetry. Wow this was awesome very poetically brilliant. I liked the little twist at the end. I liked how u said the child's body is draped in vapour that was neat and adds a note of confusion and sort of desperation to the air.

Bobo (Joel)


Re: Home (User Rating: 1 )
by venkat on Saturday, 14th August 2004 @ 01:46:55 AM AEST
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Aww..awesome very dark and chilling..venkat


Re: Home (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Saturday, 14th August 2004 @ 09:45:10 AM AEST
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AV, I am so sorry your childhood was not filled with joy and love and laughter. But it did accomplish creating an artist for the world. You are able to look inside and bring out the best of yourself. Love can be found in more places than home.

Smiles and hugs,
Rita


Re: Home (User Rating: 1 )
by pixie on Saturday, 14th August 2004 @ 10:25:34 AM AEST
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wonderfully written *applauds*

pixie xx


Re: Home (User Rating: 1 )
by Jenni_K on Tuesday, 17th August 2004 @ 12:18:02 AM AEST
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Brilliant write....so sad......
Jenni


Re: Home (User Rating: 1 )
by lostinmyself on Friday, 20th August 2004 @ 12:24:57 PM AEST
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You've done it again. I adore this.
And i love the twist at the end too. It really makes the poem work.
Amazing write.
*hugs* Phil xxx


Re: Home (User Rating: 1 )
by blueheart on Sunday, 22nd August 2004 @ 02:37:38 AM AEST
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Ave, thanks for sharing this speck of brilliance.


Re: Home (User Rating: 1 )
by arden on Saturday, 28th August 2004 @ 10:41:25 PM AEST
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heh, reminds me of myself.
this was .... wow i dont have words for it. im rather speechless.
your words are so powerful. they touch the soul with sadness.
greatly done as always.
loved this.
Arden


Re: Home (User Rating: 1 )
by emystar on Sunday, 24th October 2004 @ 06:43:12 PM AEST
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Very sad, touching, strong write even tho sad.
I realized when my fist grand child was born that babies come into this world with all goodness and knowledge fresh from heaven. They are corrupted by the world.
good work, friend.
luv, huggs, smiles,
emy


Re: Home (User Rating: 1 )
by savedbydeath on Friday, 26th November 2004 @ 10:00:13 AM AEST
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AWESOME WRITE!i can relate to this in so many ways,but i've found it earier to look beyong right into the lives of less pain and suffering,we must all realize that life is life,the way we live is the way we let ourselves live,keep up the great job

savedbydeath




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