the memories of it were faded
but the wounds dig deeper
into flesh and bone, beyond clustered cells
i listen, intensely
the faint whine of mechanical whirrs
words of prayer from the mouth of a sinner
the deafening screams of silence
an endless cacophony of unfiltered noise
tuneless, brittle, piercing
the sounds of color
red, green, blue
grating sound waves that penetrates through my auditory canal
etching into the crevices of my skull
i must awake
before i sink in too deep
like a ship on angry waters
a memory upholding through the test of time
a kaleidoscope of blood written in clocks
words of prayer written in blood
dismembered feathers of angel kin
i taste ichor on my tongue
bleeding into my senses
i see it
the angel of mortal skin
yet their heavenly rays fail to reach
reach our world turned into pandemonium
i am blinded by the incompatible truth
a permanent copy of the meaningless image
bled into my retinas
i must awake
before i fall into eternal slumber
I open my eyes
but the afterimage still lingered
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Author:
iyan (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: this one is rather abstract with no peculiar set meaning when i wrote this so feel free to interpret in any way you see how, my mind had been feeling hyperactive so i just took it out in words i suppose hehe
- Category: Surrealist
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