Broken Hope.

by Courageous Dreamer   Feb 22, 2009


Walking down a street of nightmares marked with loneliness,
rain from gloomy skies fill deep crevices of shattered dreams
in which are carved into the hard concrete surface below.
Raw emotions pollute soul as terrifying images paralyze,
threatening a mortal entirely - eternally, mentally, physically.

Sounds of broken aspirations rustle to the ear like an evil spirit...
Serpent of self-destruct wraps around the heart squeezing
hope to dust and dreams to desecration; blood runs thick as poison
thoughts infect the mind, eating away at logic and sensibility.
Rain has turned to black resentment its stench foul in the air.

Suffocating, drowning in horrid past that haunts overhead,
absent entity unable to emerge, slowly decays on dark pavement.
A deserted avenue tainted by ebony streaks from stingy clouds,
stands villainous awaiting the arrival of its next victim
to strip all promise, destroying every desire of their being.

Screams that of a wounded animal escape a dry mouth;
howls of torment rise to the heavens in protest and anguish.
Answered by silence, frigid winds caress the body like a lover.
Heart beating wildly, racing being invaded with minuet speck,
like a fungus slowly begins to grow; it's name is hope.

Collab with TJ :]

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  • 15 years ago

    by Ingrid

    This was a really dark and scary poem guys:)
    I am beginning to like these ones. In the beginning they only made me shiver, but now I see the fun you can have in making them.
    I am guessing Temps made the first two and TJ the 3rd and 4th? It was hard to tell, though!

    Well done,

    *hugs*

    5/5 Ingrid

  • 15 years ago

    by HOLLYWOODxBANGBANG

    Wow. I don't even know where to begin, nor do I know if that is from lack of commenting on the site, or because this was so breathtaking. The flow was perfect, as well as the imagery. And that ending..
    Obviously, 5.5

  • 15 years ago

    by Mister 47

    If we look closely into life sometimes, we find that life is the most powerful in the deep dark places , and in those places we find the rought and hard beauty. like a pearl it is hard and it is beautifull . and these are the most admirable hopes that can grow .

    your poem , in collabs with my bro TJ , is a very inspiring one. started a scary one . serpents and nightmares, and darkenss all arround , i thought you are descrbling my house^_^.

    a very old chinese man told me ones , man is strange , he will give his best only when he face the worse in his life.

    i hope that fungus grow too into your both lives tj and temps , ^_^ i hope not the dangerous and with posion kind !!^_^

    CJ

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