Darkening Thoughts

by TSI25   Oct 5, 2012


We rest again in shadows
clad in cloaks of night.
Our body's harmony-
but a symphony of moonlight,

dreaded blackened and absurd,
with starry minds and purple eyes
closed behind this ebon shroud.

In our safest sanctuary,
where ink bleeds
from obsidian walls and
from icy windows
we watch...

black crystals fall from listless clouds
as souls long since abandoned
to winds of old

as we ask
what have we become?
tonight? tomorrow? what awaits us
in the purging sun?

the death of eternity?
the birth of a cold,
solemn,
finality?

and yet... the cowl of night offers only
(or perhaps little more than)
the piercing, light of day.

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  • 11 years ago

    by Andrew Packard

    Amazing! Very good write.

    "In our safest sanctuary,
    where ink bleeds
    from obsidian walls and
    from icy windows
    we watch..." Classic, very poetic stuff ...

  • 11 years ago

    by losing myself

    I love poems like this, i could picture it all

  • 11 years ago

    by Love Fallacy

    I really like the wording you used. It really drew me into the poem. Keep it up.

  • 11 years ago

    by Darren

    Great imagery in this, short lines quicken the pace and it feels so dark it is untrue.

    great write

  • 11 years ago

    by Baby Rainbow

    This poem has both qualities for sadness and depression but also for darkness as it gives out quite a dark and eerie feel when reading this.

    Your wording is very powerful and the way you are kind of like in mid thought with yourself and so the questions come out aimed at the reader and make us think.

    Maybe your title could be something to do with thinking? Like Darkened Thoughts?

    the poem shouts out to me Dark, Depression, Isolated. Hopelessness. Maybe use one of those words in your title ?

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