Cast out.

by Steven Beesley   Nov 25, 2005


Cast out:

Numb and cold to the bone,
the silent ambiguity and frailty of it all.
Mourning shadows eagerly lie in wait;
his mind failing to gestate in thought.

A putrid mind filled with tenacious burrs,
thoughts suffering ubiquity.
Dark insanity en-wraps him as he retreats in denial,
renunciation of all that is pure and true.

Disowning and severing of all ties,
living his own desperate incarceration.
Morality secluded now from grace,
down trodden and cast out is he.

Ejected to the molten state of hell,
holding a grudge for all eternity.
Faith so repugnant,
humanity does he so abhor.

Steven Beesley (c)

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  • 18 years ago

    by Simon Hayes

    Nice work, you never cease to write anything lesser than brilliant!! A captuing piece, dark and mysterious :)

    Another great write...

    Simon

  • 18 years ago

    by Jacklyn

    Creapy! but yet i still love it! the first part i thought was really grabbing and brought you into the poem, i could easily picture things from discription and the emotion was great! great dark poem!

    ~Jacklyn

  • 18 years ago

    by Darien

    That poem sent chills down my spine. Very nice use of words, and emotion. Those two combined write really good poems.

  • 18 years ago

    by Gary Jurechka

    This is a decent piece, I see you handle free verse as well as formal.Excellent use of language in this one yet still strongly conveying the emotion of the subject.Very well written.

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