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My Darker side of Writing
By Lady Poetry
My
Darker Side of Writing! (Not Nice!)
Writing
skids down razor wires,
Screaming,
Too
close to the edge!
At
times,
Taut
wire bites,
She's
cutting!
Blood
spurts stemmed,
Quelled
by wires, diathermy's hot,
Sanctified
by lovers art,
Sanitised
inside a heart,
Words
never massacred,
As
lambs present for slaughter,
Squealing
in the field,
When
their days are nearly done,
Writing
dark on tissue shreds has only just begun!
Heart's
contorted,
In
ivory, as dry crumbled bone dust,
Revealed
by dissection!
Revered
resurrection,
Savour
not badness,
Created
in my mind,
Love
my joy,
Not
my darkness,
Take
the alabaster view,
Panoramas
visualised in forthright fortitude!
By
ladylivvi1
©
2013 ladylivvi1 (All rights reserved)
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Copyright 2014 Lady Poetry
Published on Wednesday, January 1, 2014.
Filed under:
"Poetry"
Author's Note:
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A former member wrote:
Having read some of your works, something this brilliantly morbid is not what I had expected from you! Nonetheless i love it, and it makes me think of the sweet sound of dripping blood...also that way you pull it off as if it were a joke. Like "(not nice!)" made it all more evil and rightaway malefic. As if it were child play, a child with knives!
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