Vengeance of Fire

by Nix   Aug 4, 2008


Sound unscrews spine of the universe.

I ran after her while she was crying
but moonlight was a trap for venery.

And I whispered: Stop!
-while nightly sky leaked and excreted shooting stars.-

Count!
Count ravens on asleep skull,
all spent minutes and oaths,
and give up.

She turned around.
She had a face of the wax,
but, oh,
so wizen was her figure,
and her face expression was the last witness
of pain which someone carved, ferociously.

I recognize product of my own hands,
and in disbelief I mutely scream denials;
sound unscrews spine of the universe.

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  • 17 years ago

    by Cassie Cain

    Nice, i really like this poem. keep up the good work.

  • 17 years ago

    by Sourav

    Good dark poems are always very interesting and this one is one of them.
    Certainly it's very captivating. Well constructed lines. Good use of words. Very well penned.

  • 17 years ago

    by Skyfire

    Definitely a unique style here. It was beautiful.

  • 17 years ago

    by SoUrNameIsTia

    Sweet! really good word choice =]

    i loved your creativity

    ~tia

  • 17 years ago

    by Cooper

    This was deeply dark, and beautiful.

    "I ran after her while she was crying
    but moonlight was a trap for venery."

    Those lines are my favourite. Don't know why ... they're just so ... rich, and powerful.
    Very nice job, Dark Spirit.

    But what happened to all your poems?

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