and it is bestiality that sucks
blood from my passion,
pin me down by your gaze, subdued,
I cry out, bite my spirit into chunks
of my broken armor, burn me alive
this instant, plunge my back with
the sword of impudence, against
my wish, but my wish is held true
in the recesses of this panorama
where nothing is seen, and everything
is naked.
punch my chest to make me numb,
your nails piercing me through
and through, till nothing is left
unterritorized. I’m no longer alive.
dead, I am, to the shadows that fall
on your naked back, I plunge my hatred
inside you with a power of resurgence,
of
this treachery of an evening, that lives
beyond the realm of an everlasting night.
let me be the trickster, let me
be the one to wrench open your arms
and embrace you with my lethal dance.
let me wrestle around the sky where
the sun has been plundered, disgraced.
let me eat the flavorless fruit
of this mockery of life, of passion.
let this night line my shores again.
let this night never touch me again.
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The year before last, I took up a challenge to write and publish 30 poems in 30 days of November. And I finished it. This year, I am going to try and imitate it. This is Poem # 1.
Linking it up with Poets United Poetry Pantry.
This is very, very chilling! A perfect post Halloween poem.
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I agree with Mary…chilling indeed especially for this dark and scary holiday!
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Very strong and a very powerful feeling.
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Excellent portrayal of dark images.. so palpable! Stunning piece 🙂
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Wow.. if you keep up this high standard it’s going to be a great 30 days… hope we can help you with prompts when you’re stuck… Love the darkness in this.. just perfect for the days of Novemeber
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This is a powerful poem for Number 1 – I look forward to more of your fine work.
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Great start and glad you are takign on the challenge again this year 🙂
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Beautiful writing HA. The poem flows with a feverish passion, I really loved this part:”burn me alive
this instant, plunge my back with
the sword of impudence, against
my wish, but my wish is held true
in the recesses of this panorama
where nothing is seen, and everything
is naked.”. I would love to hear this poem as a spoken word piece.
Best of luck with the 30 day challenge, I am looking forward to reading in on your efforts.
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I find this frightening, so if that’s what you intended it works. Such passion for vengeance and destruction!
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Passionate and dark beginning to a most creative goal. Perfect for the deepening autumn.
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Intense with a lot of subtext !
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I wish you well with your challenge of thirty poems in November – and I like the trickster imagery.
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You are a brave soul to take on the 30 day challenge, but I have no doubt that you can’t rise to it. This is powerful and dark and I really enjoyed. Thank you Anmol.
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wow, this is pretty chilling and dark, which is to my liking. 🙂
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very dark, chilling!!!
Thanks for dropping in at my Sunday Lime
much love…
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There is so much raw pain and anger in this, HA. I’ve missed you at dVerse. Thanks for the visit to my poem, though.
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You certainly wouldn’t want many nights like that to return – a vivid and emotional poem wonderfully expressed
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