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    melancholy

    darkness trips my vision in the morose emotionseeking shelter in the deep notes of melancholywith lost hopes and memoriescoveting the moments of solace in between my thoughts wander the darkI collect shadows in the gloomwith tears wept and feelings...

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    • Everything fading until there are no colours left at all…..this is the truth.

      • hello dearest Benny that is what happens I’m okay but a part of me has changed thank you for the understanding 💕

    • No place like home. I wonder if the moon is recycling our souls. Sometimes everything looks correct painted in black. My complete & utter condolences. ~hugs~

      • thank you dearest poet for the love my garden turned cold and dark I gave this painting to my son’s wife I don’t know if I made the right choice but she understood 💕

    • I feel your loss in your words, and the picture is a good representation of how you feel.

    • Powerfully penned, Brenda. The words work well with the painting my friend. It does represent how you feel. Appreciate you.

      Damian

    • This is absolutely fantastic, girl. Your painting is incredible too.

    • You paint this scene with vivid color.

  • Where’s Ajay, Strangways, Sweet Kitty Cat and Jilted Johnny to fill the space in this music thread? I really miss the dopamine receptors I’d receive from interacting with DUP. It’s next to impossible to replicate that source, but I’m keepin’ the faith.

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    DUP since Oct 6, 2013. Darkpoetry since Feb 14, 2011. Known aliases include ButcherBelial, ButcherScraps, and Sonderninja. You can call me Ben.

    It’s good to see y’all again 🙂

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    Shedding Sacred Skins

          Blooded early,     alone,     but it's a cinch:     just peeling skin on spattered rock to a pooling cry     gleaning god & grief with sharpened ease     fated late to survive (then thrive) with nowhere to hide...     a tear-filled alkahest  taking liminal shade 'neath a cool palisade     always teaching death with a bug-eyed splat or chipping a cough from...

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    • It sounds like that life is taking enjoyment from the pain until you shed of the outer layer and reveling the truest form of you which is joy.
      That is what I am getting from this piece. I could be wrong.

    • Beautifully penned, Ben. Amazing flow, this ain’t your first rodeo my friend. Spectacular write. Appreciate you.

      Damian

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