...Medley of Resonance
By SolApathy
I was at an end
My writing does descend
Into the wicked depths
Beyond care, darkness, and death
Twisting words into concerti of sorrows
From the darkest recesses I borrow
Knowing I could never return to who I wanted to be
I smile as these words provide others meaning
Even as I knew myself- I was deceiving
Unable to feel more than gloom
Infinity of the darkness bloomed
Chaotic medley of hues beyond the obscure
Melting into a Crayola symphony of pallid dreams
I understand now-- I become in writing
The melody of a long-forgotten song
Stimulating your bitter-sweet visions
Remembrance of that once wonderful time
A resonance of dreams to calm your broken mind
My writing does descend
Into the wicked depths
Beyond care, darkness, and death
Twisting words into concerti of sorrows
From the darkest recesses I borrow
Knowing I could never return to who I wanted to be
I smile as these words provide others meaning
Even as I knew myself- I was deceiving
Unable to feel more than gloom
Infinity of the darkness bloomed
Chaotic medley of hues beyond the obscure
Melting into a Crayola symphony of pallid dreams
I understand now-- I become in writing
The melody of a long-forgotten song
Stimulating your bitter-sweet visions
Remembrance of that once wonderful time
A resonance of dreams to calm your broken mind
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© 2020 SolApathy
Published on Wednesday, October 4, 2017.
Filed under:
"Poetry"
Author's Note:
...As I pen these words-- too often unheard, I dream of the cataclysmic glow of the end we shall soon all...Know -- This is a request made...EnjoyComments on "...Medley of Resonance"
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A former member wrote:
Oh darlin', how often do we lie to ourselves? Trying to convince others of our feelings turns into trying to convince ourselves. They have always said that "honesty is the best policy", but sometimes it really isn't. So before I go rambling again, I'll say that you did an excellent job, dearest. Rebs:).
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On Tuesday, September 26, 2017, Mute Serenade
(389) wrote:
I love it! loooooove it! Your ending punches with the words, not the pause. Down with pause! Anti-pause! Weight of the words brings this to a close in a symphony of chaos. Rounding all the loud vibrant pieces with a tidy little bow. Yay! Crayola pallid dreams. Love it.
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On Tuesday, September 26, 2017, SolApathy
(650) wrote:
Sorry, just a request so don't expect too many without "..." it is part of the rhyming style, and how the last word rhymes with the line that is 2 lines up from the final word. I appreciate the criticism, as always :) and enjoy writing this poem! I will surely write more like this :þ
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On Tuesday, September 26, 2017, Mute Serenade
(389) wrote:
Pfffft it was my request, don't front :) and they're good even with the dot dot dot, it's just nice to change it up!!! :)