I met an enigmatic individual
writing off into the distance.
he waits under oak, bleeding onto paper-
but never for me.
why would he?
share your woes with me,
I am waiting for you-
you, the phantom who never wakes,
who never dreams,
the something in between.
snow melts into spring,
idly waiting under oak,
waiting for the enigmatic individual.
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Author:
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Online) - Published: April 18th, 2025 09:33
- Comment from author about the poem: This poem was inspired/based upon the song "Enigmatic Individual" by This Cold Night.
- Category: Gothic
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Comments4
A great write that provokes thought and with whom many can identify. And indeed time passes. Enjoyed the read.
Thank you for your feedback, it is greatly appreciated!
I don't know the song but have enjoyed the read, a relatable write to many, nicely written
Thank you!
You are very welcome
I can feel the hunger intensely. I hope to read more in the future. Best regards.
Thank you!!
I love the line writing off into the distance. This is absolutely gorgeous.
Aww, thanks! I was laughing to myself because it sounded like "riding off into the distance" lol
That's exactly why I like it! Such a clever pun to use in poetry.
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