Inky, poisonous snow
Pelts down, with anger.
With rage as uncontrollable as him.
An apathetic, poised actor.
It seeps and leaks,
Scars and pains.
Creates itself a grave.
To fix? She still refrains.
Her pain still remains.
This situation of misgiving,
To this life she retains,
This process of living.
This ink stain,
This buried head tumour,
She smothers on her
Smile, practised and bitter.
Becoming a nail, rusted with weakness.
Trying her best to take the beating.
Unable to take the pressure, bending whilst
Hammered into His desired position.
Mind, bent, twisted, contorted.
Her control over free will flickers,
Allowed to it previously from previous owners,
Previous care, previous negotiators.
Submitted: April 14, 2012
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This poem is difficult for me to read. So metaphorical, rich vocabulary, descriptive, it's like a puzzle.
This might be a good thing, I mean, it makes me reread it more than twice, but I prefer poetry that's easier to read and still conveys as much emotion.
And again, I miss the flow that makes poetry so easy to read. =(
But then again, I'm not a native speaker, that might trouble me. I still think you're a good writer. ;)
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dmarieviolet
wow, a lot of the poems lately are depressing. Anyway it was good :)
Sat, April 14th, 2012 10:07pmAuthor
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thanks... I think :L
Sat, April 14th, 2012 4:11pm