Detritus

by Shædow Poet   Apr 19, 2005


Friends, supremacy, possessions infamous
Detritus and swelled within the blue;
Leaves, petals, eroded memories
Cast into the whirlpool of secrecy.
Fragments of guilty crisis, melancholy
Locked into a box of obsolete;
Lob this foundation of delinquency
In an ocean of blued vermilion.
Fasten the memoir of such a swell
Of an odorless river of intellect;
Never retrospect the decision to weir
And continue the lie of no past.
This place narrated is nothing like the ocean
But a book inside a fragile place;
Depressed tears have not left their prison
Yet swim with the memoirs in the mind.

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  • 18 years ago

    by miss scooby

    Your definately going on my favorites if yah dont mind...my favorite part about this poem was as followed;

    "Depressed tears have not left their prison
    Yet swim with the memoirs in the mind"

    Those last 2 lines of your poem really do it for me...it brings the poem together as a whole creating the over all dominant affect on the reader....BRAVO and a absolute honour to read!
    take care always 5/5

    ♥(v)Χ§.§ÇÕÕ(3¥¹º¹ ♥

  • 19 years ago

    by SCARECROW

    Creative you are naturally, you don't have to try. Wish I had a single tiny portion of your talent. But I don't, and you do, so keep writing.
    Peace, love and empathy
    † Vladimira Rose Styx †

  • 19 years ago

    by Shædow Poet

    Basically... this poem may be a tad hard to understand, but this is about parts of the brain and memories that someone hates, and has blocked them out. The box represents a barrier so that the pain and guilt can't be accessed... I was trying to be creative