Systematic retribution of the tumultuous soul
Begins with one's head in a blood filled bowl,
And ends in reckless insanity writhing -
A sickened idealist whose demons are thriving.
But return to the beginning, flesh and all,
Where the tumultuous soul was hitting the wall.
With shame inflamed faces friends watched his demise
With quaint little interest and the emotion 'to despise';
And the littlest hand led the tumultuous soul
With the littlest sigh, to the littlest foal -
And said, 'Take it and raise it and let it breathe free.'
To which he replied through a guise solit'ry -
'I shall, small angel, and my life I do pledge.'
A week later, it dies, below a damp weathered hedge.
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The fourth line - woah.
The last bit... oh my God. Completely threw me, broke my heart and left me thinking 'OH GOD, BITTER IRONY that is awesome but not for the dead thing'.
Not sure about the repetition of the title 'tumultous soul'... it seems a little overdone, but in an underdone fashion.
*pause*
I mean, if it was used a few more times and more clearly, it would work, but as it is, it looks like you've used the same term twice by accident, does that make sense?
Might just be me. Goddamn, I'm tired. But this is a great poem.
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Searching my heart for it's true sorrow
This is what I find to be:
That I am weary of words and people
Sick of the city, wanting the sea.
--
Creator of =DailyLitDeviations
My Book:
Poetic Visions of an Uncut Mind: [link]
I understand - I might make that change if I get the chance.
- S.H.
--
'I just had to kill a lot of people!'
- Patrick Bateman
I figured if I personify the car, it makes things easier. Help me find a name for him.
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Searching my heart for it's true sorrow
This is what I find to be:
That I am weary of words and people
Sick of the city, wanting the sea.
- S.H.
--
'I just had to kill a lot of people!'
- Patrick Bateman
--
Creator of =DailyLitDeviations
My Book:
Poetic Visions of an Uncut Mind: [link]
Call it Fuzzbutt. Or if you wanna go cyborg name - Fzzbtt.
- S.H.
--
'I just had to kill a lot of people!'
- Patrick Bateman
--
Searching my heart for it's true sorrow
This is what I find to be:
That I am weary of words and people
Sick of the city, wanting the sea.
- S.H.
--
'I just had to kill a lot of people!'
- Patrick Bateman
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