Comments : Evil's old friend

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  • 16 years ago

    by Goodbye

    I like this poem.. :)

  • 16 years ago

    by Gness

    Great use of words i love dark poems keep writing

  • 15 years ago

    by Lu

    Fear lifts me up
    Stealing my cries
    Trapped by its stare
    too late for goodbyes.
    ^^^
    I love this stanza ... it sends an electrifying spark up the center of my spine. Dark & eerie!

    A charcoaled stench
    dampens my skin.
    Crawling its fingers
    scrawny and thin.
    ^^^
    The imagery you portray in this one brings on the goose bumps ..... Amazing imagery!

    A very amazing read .... you had my attention from start to finish and anticipation rose higher with each passing stanza.

    You have penned a very dark, mysterious write here. Awesome job!

    Welcome to P&Q ... I see from your profile you are quite new. I hope you enjoy the site.
    Luanne

  • 15 years ago

    by Spoken Silence

    "Blinded by light
    Tortured by pain.
    The insanity inside
    Contorts as it maims. "

    This was a very good starting stanza to start off the poem.

    "Twisting and turning
    Trapped by the heat.
    Scorching and coursing
    Slashing its beat."

    I like how the words in this stanza sound the same, it just flows perfectly from word to word. You did the same thing with the first stanza and that is very hard to do. Kudos for that.

    "Like pulsating larva
    with nowhere to go.
    Its energy's swelling
    Killing me so"

    Clear imagery here, I can understand and relate to this as well. Some emotions are so strong that it can be like "pulsating larva" flowing through everything in yourself that it does kill you so.

    "Evil's old friend
    A featureless devil
    Greedily devouring
    my pain, my peril."

    This is my favorite stanza so far, its simple but I like the fact that it is in this poem. It changes it and makes the poem have a whole new meaning.

    "Swimming in light
    A deafening sound.
    Whizzing and whirring
    Around and around."

    I like the repetitiveness of your words here. Brings out a stronger emotion in this stanza.

    "Fear lifts me up
    Stealing my cries
    Trapped by its stare
    too late for goodbyes."

    All I can say for this stanza is "WOW" it amazed me. Perfection at work.

    "A charcoaled stench
    dampens my skin.
    Crawling its fingers
    scrawny and thin.

    Closer and closer
    The background dims.
    The tools of terror
    Searching for sin."

    Again such great imagery here, as I said this is one of the reasons I love your poetry, its very imaginative and creative.

    "Hot white and dark
    Mouth open and heaving.
    enamel meets metal
    Electrical screaming."

    I can clearly see this, It was a good way to end this poem. In a way its a cliff hanger and leaves me wanting more. But yet it is finished. It was a great poem.

  • 15 years ago

    by Crystal Rose Blooming

    I can see there is nothing you can't write. I decided go back in time and see if peoples poems have changed over the months. You changed but only content, you style is still original and well done