Powerfully penned, Naaj. Excellent write my friend. I dig this. Much respect.. Appreciate you.

Damian

Great piece of what’s up dude, we like this and the pic

This opening, “He stalks along the fringes of the Sub- conscious” is a great setup for this piece. You get a sense of foreboding.
Dump you in the lost and found and the leave you used up and broken. I mean wow. Very strong emotions. Like this piece.
Read it a couple of times

When you roll into soul excavation, you are at your most potent, my friend. This reads like a bell tolling or a fog horn blowing on a stormy night…Pay attention! Glad you brought this one back out of the archives.

Passionately penned, Brenda. Amazing write my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian

Warm sexy and intimate…..a smooth elixir no doubt

Much respect

Naaj

This is a wonderful, intimate and tender poem , dear Crimsin! The imagery is amazing and cleverly chosen!

Lovely Brenda. This is delicate and heartwarming. Hope you had a great holiday my friend..xo

…an oasis of dreams. Fantastic, Brenda!

Sensual, symbolic, and steeped in metaphor—this feels like desire rendered as prayer.

Powerfully penned, Brenda. A very introspective write my friend. Thanks so much for sharing. Appreciate you.

Damian

Fantastic, Damian.

This is a dark piece, but it is really good. Thank you for sharing it.

Excellent piece.

Well look at you being all dark after Christmas:)
Each section had its own dark point of view.
I really enjoyed the stanza about evil hiding in the mundane
It reminds me of the saying in the Bible. Idle hands are the devils workshop.

Great piece amigo!

hello dearest Damian very darkly powerful ❤️

Fantastic piece of dark poetry my friend. Wonderfully executed.

Heavy hitting vibe, bro This moves the mind down some chambers

Much respect

Naaj

A bittersweet piece, so beautiful and sad! I am glad that you reassured us that you are doing well , dear Damian!

This reads like a slow descent through psychological aftermath—the kind that doesn’t announce itself loudly but corrodes over time. The imagery stays grounded while the emotion escalates, especially the idea of evil hiding in the mundane. Quiet, heavy, and effective.

I can see why others see this is dark, but I read it more as a reflective piece on darker moments. Like sitting under moonlight and remembering full darkness of troubled days…having just enjoyed the warmth of a fire and full spirit. There are definitely elements that lean into darker aspects, but if we’re not peering into those corners, are we really paying attention, or are we just living in denial? To be all sunshine and daisies in the current environment is pure folly. I don’t see dark, I see the shadows that follow us wherever we go. The hope that we still find light. Follow that muse where it takes you, my friend. It never leads you astray

this is extraordinarily noir if you don’t mind me saying .. just saying .. Neville