Faceless Kind

by Drew Gold   Oct 3, 2005


With the lusty fragrance drifting throughout this abandoned place,
i sift through memories, and cherish how the times,
now just a trace in my mind,
could be filled with such grace
and leave so much to desire.

with systematic embrace, i hold tight to feelings displaced,
so close that it hurts; yet so far away.
emotions manifest into bleeding demons
who hide in the nerve enriched soil,
and at any sign of feeling, recoil
deeper, resulting in not much more then a feeling
not much more than a feeling without even a face

wrote a while ago, tell me whatcha think about it,.. pZ

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  • 19 years ago

    by Angie

    It is definitely an awesome write, kind of mysterious in a way while recalling memories from the past....... its different, but its true talent. Loved it!

    Smiles, Hugs and Love, Angela

  • 19 years ago

    by Lenny

    I love it, it has a really strong feel of reminiscence and i think its about reflecting on past choices but also feeling that you shouldnt. Great piece keep 'em coming

  • 19 years ago

    by HOLLY ARMER

    Wow! This is awesome! It's so mysterious with intriguing undertones! The imagery and intensity is brilliant! Well done~Holly

  • 19 years ago

    by Jamie

    Okay i think this poem held a steady message and a good one up until right here "who hide in the nerve enriched soil,
    and at any sign of feeling, recoil
    deeper, resulting in not much more then a feeling"

    because first of all if the "bleeding demons" are hiding in the "nerve enriched soil" they dont need to draw back or recoil because they are already hiding....and if they hide from feeling how does that create feeling? please explain if i am missing something but that confused me, i loved the first stanza though and if i hadnt taken the time to think about this poem and actually try to understand it, it sounds beautiful your so good with words also though the rhyme scheme was weird i couldnt tell if you were using one or not but that threw me off a little anyways 4/5 good job

  • 19 years ago

    by Momentary Relapse

    I'm not sure what I thought of it but I did kind of liked it.
    "emotions manifest into bleeding demons
    who hide in the nerve enriched soil,
    and at any sign of feeling, recoil"
    Those were my favorite lines though I'm not sure why they are. You have a cool way with words.
    ~Faith

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