Agreed, this is a bit cluky. I might just scrap it and do a big overhaul on it.
I wrote this when I was like 16 and my writing chops were still a bit rusty.
Thanks for your input.
A darkness unfolds. I see only you
standing there, amidst a mist of
clouds and fogs. Worms dig in the
Earth and I can hear them.
Ground, cement, rough pebbles and only
a grey concrete to comfort me. The
moon is half-crescent and the crickets
chirp, a silent chorus for a meeting
with just the two of us.
Eerie breezes, blowing from all
directions, glimmering twilight, the
horizon expanding just beyond where
I can see, the endless expansion
of the nocturnal sky, whose stars
never stop shining.
Smell of rotting flesh, decaying
organs, charred teeth, and a suit
that honestly does look quite dapper.
You have come here. With the pupil
you have left, you look at me.
The dark brown irises, piercing as
a snake’s bite, stare into me, into my
soul, I can feel your eye swirling all
inside me, inside the white gusts of
wind in my body, a hum lost on everyone.
Vermin crawl about the floor and
you stomp on one of them with your
Shoe, a gleaming compaction of latex. You
Smirk. I can taste the pinewood of the
table, tangy but dull, molten but sweet, alive
but dead. You only offer a smile.
Block of stone, etched on, just above
where we stay (for now). The mud
smells and the grass has been
recently clipped. A morning dew rests on
the blades. Dripping down, fresh, spreading all
over, newly permeated.
But a few feet away it is dingy,
dark, dusky, an end in the middle,
in which the final remnants remain,
calcium and velour, shedding and padding.
This is where you and I shall lay, forever.
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This poem lost me a bit. It started as a love poem, became a post-apocolyptic bug-killing spree complete with the smell of rotting flesh, then ended as a love poem. It just didn’t grab me.
The overall emotion of the phrases used in the poem shows that you do have a great talent for words however I felt like there was a bit of disorganization where the phrases did not come together well, over all making little sense. I did not quite understand what the poem was about, however I do feel it has potentional with a bit of rephrasing and thought organization. For your first poem this is a job well done. Much better than my first poems and probably some of them now.
bri
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