Human condition

Lorenz

In the call of silent voices .

Bound by evil and  envy .

 ''Come to me brother devil ! ''

Suspended memory ,

between flesh and ether .

Multiple choices 

on the bitter chessboard ...

Dead white king ,

 princess offered to the wind .

Lewis won't find Alice !

Life turned over a card 

marked with the queen of spades...

In the realm of distractions ,

shadows feasting and singing 

on the  laid bare tombs !

 Sword suspended 

by a thread of light .

 Ultimate lottery ...

 Sycophants laugh and mock 

the poor huntchback 

who spins like a grotesque 

moon face ...

Carried away by the river's lie ,

pass the body 

of the beautiful lady .

Her hand clinched a purple poppy .

 Beauty are you this decay of eternity ?

Sunlight in the flickering reflection

of twilight water ?

Last confession of this quest of desire 

before the engulfment ?

 Human condition awakening 

in the muddled bed of life 

 like a mad night animal .

 Do you see in the grimace 

  of your mirror ,

 this  breath engraved 

in letters of mud  : 

   '' Suffering ! ''

 

 

  

 

  • Author: lorenz (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: August 17th, 2025 10:14
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • Users favorite of this poem: Priya Tomar, Ellen Marsell
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  • sorenbarrett

    A poem with several references to literature and the feel of falling down the rabbit hole. A new land with different rules surrealistic

    • Lorenz

      A reference to the pre-raphaelite movement which already foreshadows the modern neo-Gothic style .

    • Priya Tomar

      Surrealist, gothic , mystic
      The poem has literary allusions with existantial dread.
      It has dark imagery .. like coleridge and Elliot
      Nice , a fave !

      • Lorenz

        Human condition between fate and mirror's game !

      • Ellen Marsell

        It is a plunge into the darkness of the human soul. Literary and cultural images are turned into symbols of loss and illusion. This way of connecting the world of myth and fairy tale with the cruelty of reality makes your text deeply eloquent. So powerful and evocative.

        • Lorenz

          The mocked Quasimodo stands up proudly !
          And proclaims : '' People above look at me I am the prophet ! "



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