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Bruised Mind part 2 crossing the line

Tangled twisted and tortured doth the sun's rays enter my peacefully screaming mind,
I did begin to wonder, what you expected to find,
Sanctuary's of pure madness dipped hate,
did you hope for guilded keys
to hells erotic gate,
a flight of fancy that
punctured dreams of wrath,
sweet melodic crimson drips dancing in the aftermath,

Languish i here in my bed of despair laughing inside merrily,
eye you secretly, loudly, pierce me calmly hysterically,
searching frantically all of me,
for the place i reside,
to tear me in fragments,
shatter my pride,
But it is i that plays shadow,
elusive and quick,
my glistening threads strong, impossible to unpick,

so prey my friend, seek as you will,
whilst stealthily your essence,
clumsily, trips to do ill,
for it will be you
that your love unbinds
as i dance painful tears
twirling gaily through your mind.

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Lunegirl

16 years 4 months ago

Edit

I've tried to edit this poem to spell tortured properly and also to briefen it by dismissing a, and connectives as such. But it won't let me today ; )
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Orphani

16 years 4 months ago

thers to many bells and

There's to many bells, and whistles on this Vick. Get closer to your intent of meaning.To big a vase to apreciate the flowers. B
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Lunegirl

16 years 4 months ago

Hey

Thanks for commenting Barry, this is what Brian was telling me to, with the hunger poem. china doll was the first poem i wrote when i started going through that ''stuff'' I was into rap and shakespere at the time and i think that these poems represent that, also the inexperience i lacked as a 'writer' then and not just a purger. I found it hard then (06) when i wrote them first two to be spicific about events or feelings, I have one more that i wrote after he left that i'll post later, the fourthpart that i posted first after suggestions from brian, mind bruised by thoughtful fists, did so well and i just wanted to post all the main ones i had done thought the last few years to show how the writing had progressed in such a short space of time with the help of all your suggestions ; ) Bruised mind got such alot of good feedback, but i still thought it was not great, i think this is because it was new to me being opening blunt and honest about events rather than doing what i did here, with the flowering. Heres to getting rid of bell flowers and whistles lol vicki ; )
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Ink Dragon

16 years 4 months ago

Dearest Vicki,

this reads almost playfully (I blame the rhymes). I have to agree with Barry, it somehow lacks the rawness of the other poems in this series. I'd say step away from rhyme here (but don't I always say that?). Yours, ~Nina
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Lunegirl

16 years 4 months ago

Hey Nina,I think that was

Hey Nina, I think that was the intent, the agressor thought he was in control in this peice, but the victem had ''gone into her head'' and couldn't be touched. That was the intent back then in 06 when i wrote it. This was the second piece i had ever written about what was happening, and i can see it was more like covered up purging. Thanks as always for your feedback, its always most welcome ; ) vicki ; )
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Seren

16 years 4 months ago

Dear Vix

I can see where your mind was in this write ... it accurately describes that mindset, been there done that, and damn sometimes its easier to go inward than out ... and going in can be a risky game some dont have the whereforall to come back ... love and hugs Jayne x x