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Array ( [sid] => 45065 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Shattered Countenance [time] => 2004-04-27 11:47:20 [hometext] => [bodytext] => Do you see the grey water
swirlng in my eyes,
do you see
the street is black

Shattered Countenance,
I am torn to
seeing dark now
but this touch, this
touch that,
touch me,
touch black


Touch charcoal tears that
drip to please,

these dripping pleas
now sipping these
shots, ripping me

...apart...


touch me,
touch black



...Now I lean
on black of you,
the grey is in your eyes.
a chill, a wind blows through your hair
...the blood is on your thighs...

our hands are clasped to sacrilege
our breath is getting thin
our anguished sobs for colour; red
drips from our wrists to touch our skin.

Saturated Scarlet
still we try
and still we cry,
all other colour will defy
until we break, until we die,
and in each other's arms we lie


within a shattered countenance

...still we try...
...still we cry...


[comments] => 6 [counter] => 255 [topic] => 13 [informant] => SensitiveSoAbused [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 15 [ratings] => 3 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
Shattered Countenance

Contributed by SensitiveSoAbused on Tuesday, 27th April 2004 @ 11:47:20 AM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry



Do you see the grey water
swirlng in my eyes,
do you see
the street is black

Shattered Countenance,
I am torn to
seeing dark now
but this touch, this
touch that,
touch me,
touch black


Touch charcoal tears that
drip to please,

these dripping pleas
now sipping these
shots, ripping me

...apart...


touch me,
touch black



...Now I lean
on black of you,
the grey is in your eyes.
a chill, a wind blows through your hair
...the blood is on your thighs...

our hands are clasped to sacrilege
our breath is getting thin
our anguished sobs for colour; red
drips from our wrists to touch our skin.

Saturated Scarlet
still we try
and still we cry,
all other colour will defy
until we break, until we die,
and in each other's arms we lie


within a shattered countenance

...still we try...
...still we cry...






Copyright © SensitiveSoAbused ... [ 2004-04-27 11:47:20]
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Re: Shattered Countenance (User Rating: 1 )
by loopylou on Tuesday, 27th April 2004 @ 12:36:18 PM AEST
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this creates a powerfull picture image in my mind. sad but yet theirs a buety to your words.


Re: Shattered Countenance (User Rating: 1 )
by lil_angel on Tuesday, 27th April 2004 @ 12:36:51 PM AEST
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Interesting write! Great job!


Re: Shattered Countenance (User Rating: 1 )
by lostinmyself on Tuesday, 27th April 2004 @ 12:42:06 PM AEST
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well, i love this. its perfect, and i can see the emotion in it. amazing poem. its beautiful. brilliant write. phil xxx


Re: Shattered Countenance (User Rating: 0 )
by Former_Member on Tuesday, 27th April 2004 @ 01:16:16 PM AEST
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Oh what sad bleakness a beauty in the darkness. That is this poem.


Re: Shattered Countenance (User Rating: 1 )
by afraid_of_fear on Tuesday, 27th April 2004 @ 02:26:55 PM AEST
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this is incredible.. the rhyme is amazing, and holds the poem together really well.. great stuff..
charlotte x_x_x


Re: Shattered Countenance (User Rating: 1 )
by JadedExistence on Tuesday, 27th April 2004 @ 05:20:44 PM AEST
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Incredibly emotional and truly beautiful, I love it.
~JadedExistence~




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