I am the Nonexistent |
 Jul 11 2005, 09:16 AM
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 caZILika  Group: Member Posts: 10 Joined: Feb 2005 Member No: 105,652  |
I am the nonexistent.
I am the name in blood. I am the devil's premonition. Hidden in the depths. I fly on my wings Though scarlet vision, Clouding the skies of winds of grey. I rest on the rings Of thought and fiction, Blowing the harpiscord away. I watch the spider, Spin her web. Weave with, within, without With Intricate patterns of gold. As this spider spins her web, The weaving on with, within, without, The sky above cracks and spills, Making the song of rain. The lightning calls the Wind of rain, Telling it to sing. After the wind wanes away The spider is no more... But I am the only nonexistent. I am your name in blood. I am the devil's poison. Hidden in depths of mind. |
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Jul 11 2005, 06:58 PM
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 sunshiine Group: Member Posts: 1,080 Joined: Jun 2004 Member No: 20,360 |
Very good poem.
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Jul 17 2005, 11:32 PM
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 _ Group: Member Posts: 520 Joined: Feb 2005 Member No: 107,274 |
*applauds* I hope to see more writing from you. You're talented.
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