On wings of darkness,
soar into bright skies,
past deadly torrents.
The ecstasy of loneliness,
the intellectuals' demise
to realize with dark certainty
that nothing you can do will save
the souls that shine so faintly,
that are content
to be enslaved.
Only with black wings
can an angel in this world rise.
A contest entry
- Picture Inspiration Contest #6 by Ethereal One.
600 points, ended July 28, 17 entries
Honorable winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - prewrites by malvolio.
400 points, ended October 26, 147 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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Your words create some very vivid images and thoughts for the reader. I especially like:
"The ecstasy of loneliness," and the last 2 lines are very thought provoking.
Thank you for your entry, and good luck!
Ethereal One
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