Ataraxis desolation

by Exostosis   Oct 31, 2011


- Inferno

What has become of my Elysium?

Hocked unto solemn chains of chaos
Jets of fire fabricating a charred tomb

Savage men marching towards perdition
like a necromaniac in pursuit of a corpse
Hypocritical mouth gargling venom
and a scissor slid across the tongue

Cranium dismantling, resonating
the sound of splitting hide
A repulsive stench grips attention
molesting aseptic lungs
Genetilia effusing a viral fluid

My descending brothers
await a deliberate judgment.

- Judgement

My proposal, excise profuse desolation.

Let our past repent
for future hibernates
in the aftermath of devastation

My brothers
you have depreciated in humanity
Exalt your defenses, demise is arriving

As the system contracts ventilating
I judge you abolished
Suffocating in this sea of treachery
your anatomy disfigured
You shall experience articula mortis

How must I conduct an autopsy
within this seepage of degrading carcass
Rectify the mayham inflicted in my absence

Bereft of evidence, diffusing dilemma
Repressing an inimical urge for vengeance
Subsiding until my leviathan passes

I must reconstruct and entrench the mangled temple

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  • 12 years ago

    by Lioness

    This is definitely a poem I had to read more than once. A few words I looked up and found the meaning of.

    Such a dark poem that smells of gloom and death.

    I can't imagine what you were feeling when you wrote this ... or maybe I can lol

    Looking forward to reading more of your work...

    x

  • 13 years ago

    by retha

    Alas the poor of soul hath but to lament upon this sorrowfull sight, Is there no justice for this treatury? I pray thee to mend this then broken temple. For such words paid high the price bravo!

  • 13 years ago

    by Renegade Angel

    What can I say? You nailed it once again!! Always a fantastic job!

  • 13 years ago

    by Tara Kay

    Let our past repent
    for future hibernates
    in the aftermath of devastation

    How must I conduct an autopsy
    within this seepage of degrading carcass
    Rectify the mayham inflicted in my absence

    ^Definately my favourite stanza's because they weren't packed full of complicated words with meanings I had to find out.

    I think this poem was really good, once I was able to understand some of the words it made much more sense to me,
    however I like this about your poems, that they are wordy and make you want to understand, and give you something to ponder over

    Love
    Tara
    xxxx

  • 13 years ago

    by Sylvia

    It you know what the title means, the message of the poem takes on a deeper meaning and will give the reader a greater understanding of the poem. The afterlife in chaos, no blessed or happy life in these words. Men turned into savages destroying anything in their sight, destroying the promised serenity. Judgment, I, My who is making this judgment? The chaos is brought to order, savages abolished, I, My thinks about vengeance but represses those urges and sets about to rebuilt his Elysium. Excellent write.

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