I Dream In Infrared

by DragonRebornedInBrokenMirror   Oct 29, 2007


I Dream In Infrared

Graphite sighs and darkened illusions
faced with fake moral of gemstones,
my tattoos painted over her face
under frozen moons and midnights.

Poems I wrote were deep and blackened,
to prove myself to a Devil I killed
the Angel of innocence and divine beauty.
There's no escape from his dreadful hands.

I dream in infrared, every night
and then in the morning I wake under umbrella
that shelters me from drenching blood
that floods my kitchen's ceiling.

Grotesque magnificence fearlessly repeated
same old stories of charcoal malediction;
I was lost, never to be found again
and everyone ignored my blissful pleas.

My alter- ego is better than me in every way,
I bow my head before his captivating might,
in the arena of the shadows I lose control again,
letting that embody of darkness to speak.

I dream in infrared, every night
... till my dreams become reality.

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  • 17 years ago

    by The Queen of Spades

    This piece really moved me, thank you so much for submitting it in my contest! The imagery and eloquent language you use is beautiful, dark, and is what I enjoy reading the most.

    I especially loved the beginning and the end
    "graphite sighs and dark illusions"
    and
    "I dream in infrared, every night
    ... till my dreams become reality."
    The way you incorporated the title into the piece without letting it dictate where exactly the poem would go was really brilliant. excellent work!

  • 17 years ago

    by Shinobi

    A really good poem. Liked the subject as well as the choosing of words and flow. There is a lack of rhyming in this poem. I can tell that with matching rhyming this poem could be much better 4/5

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