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darkness enjoys silence

Mean Girl

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when four are curled and none are holding the strength
to follow through with the last
one standing strong and tall of a sentiment carried on shoulders
weakened by the blows the day has brought
but it's okay

[burn]

neurons fire strengthened by fear of nothing that ever used to count
eyelids narrowed and focussed on a target too far to reach by hand
or heart
the streaming salt is channeled by opportunities long gone
discovered too late but despised nonetheless
physical response to mental anguish

[now]

walls built from broken dreams and dragging feet that collected dirt
precious is found in small hollows
along a road of mismatching buildings in the direction of distance
traffic never flowed along here
it died with your denial

[the mirror]

revival of anger once silenced by motion of fear
runs like mercury through the wrists to circle the head
heart walls turn with the deadlock of motion
corners keep memory with forgotten dreams and vocal stinging
darkness enjoys silence



work in progress, but ideas are most welcome
 
i really enjoyed the piece. It is this weird descriptive beauty but almost clinically exact. like science created poetry. Which to me is beauteous. I think your most successful stanza for me was the first one. Just enough abstraction without being obtuse. The others are well written and flow poetically but lack that perfect balance between description and metaphor.

Thank you for sharing this is some of the best work i have read this week.
 
Can I just ask you, what does this mean to you?

I find it entrancing but I can't pretend to understand it.

walls built from broken dreams and dragging feet that collected dirt
precious is found in small hollows

^This line stood out to me the most.
 
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