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Suicide Night Part Two
Contributed by
Doriens_Picture
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Friday, 17th September 2004 @ 09:38:53 PM in AEST
Topic:
DarkPoetry
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I was overtaken and overwhelmed by him and this event
My weak heart I did not know how much its chasms could vent
Suddenly everything went dark and I lost my breath and fainted
When I awoke, I felt as if it was a dream and then I saw his face tainted
With his own streams of black running down his face
He had not let go of me nor left me alone in this place
He carried me down from a high perch
We carried me into the inside of an old church
I said to him put me back and let me fall
I don’t want to live through this all
He wiped the black streams from my face
And then spoke again some very kind words
I can’t I wont let your life end in waste
I want you to be mine and live high above this place
He put me down onto the dark earth
I ran away and did not look back in misconception
But as I ran I came upon a mirror and saw his reflection
In awe I turned around and looked strait at him
What I saw I want to now tell you but
I don’t know where or how to begin
So I will start by what made my eyes not want to shut
His black wings of three pair all so bat like
Two very outsized and with a wide wing span
Two short spread out above his shoulders high
Two below the largest changing positions with his stands
His eyes and hair where also striking
Dark and gorgeous like the night with no stars or moon
He was tall and strong and looked like a dark king
With pale skin that resonated with charms and smelled of perfume
Such a sweet and acquiescent scent with so many toxins
That went inside me and flowed through my veins like blood
Gazing on his figure I knew it would drive me insane and not be forgotten
He was neither a demon nor an angel but he was so desperate to love
And he was in love with me and from what he later spoke had me convinced
That he had known me for quite some time now following and protecting me
I knew all those times I should have died and did not were not just a coincidence
I have always wondered what it was that protected me, what my guiding light could be
I wanted to go to him but was pushed down by a man who came at me from a distance
This demon angel flew up and them came down with a rage and took the man away
He knew he had no chance but still struggled to meet his resistance
I followed them to a room where what he really was, was made clear to me by his victim
There where two puncture marks on his neck and gallons of blood spilled from him
And there this vampirick angel was crouched in the corner of this room
It seems he did not want me to see him like that with his eyes glowing red
And his hands dripping with life and death glistening in red like crimson blood shed
But I went to him anyway I bent down over him and put my arms around him
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Re: Suicide Night Part Two
(User Rating: 1 ) by mylastwords on
Saturday, 18th September 2004 @ 12:51:04 AM AEST (User
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Another beautiful poem, keep it up...please... i love your writing...
xxooxx mylastwords xxooxx
ps...i was wondering if you could comment on my poems?? |
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Re: Suicide Night Part Two
(User Rating: 1 ) by pixie on
Saturday, 18th September 2004 @ 06:09:01 AM AEST (User
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ohhhh Jonh, this was amazing, I loved it.
pixie xx |
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Re: Suicide Night Part Two
(User Rating: 1 ) by Trisha on
Saturday, 2nd October 2004 @ 01:32:58 AM AEST (User
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This was a beautiful poem. I loved to read your poems. I could say you're a good poet.
You have some time read mind but I am not good as you're |
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