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    at my behest

    speaking in metaphor I impore youlust coveted cannot ignitewhat already smolders under the surfacedecadent grim to behold your likeness but not to touchsinister need, to reach indeep into your soulshadows cower and the moon grows boldwith looks of seduction,...

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    • Initially I get the feeling of a horror movie, as though Vincent Price were inviting us into his own darkness. By the end though it feels more hellish. More sinister, and more serious. This is a dark one Crimsin.

      • hello dearest Tim I know this is foreboding really I don’t know where the words come from I don’t stifle them or I get blocked thank you for commenting on the darkened offering ❤️

    • Powerfully penned, Brenda. An excellent write with many layers my friend. Nicely done. Appreciate you.

      Damian

    • I haven’t read something that made me feel, “Wow, I feel EXACTLY like this to someone right now, nothing good could come of it, I don’t understand why I’d even draw them to me, I’ve nothing to offer, just darkness, and they’re made of light, so I’d blot them out.” This was like reading the words of my own heart, like, why, my friend, when you’re so, sooo high above me in every way would you ever want to drown in my bipolar type ii complex PTSD pit of despair! Don’t want me out of pity, you’ll regret it, and how will you ever find the Mr. Right you so deserve when you’re spending all your time and energy on the Mr. Wrong that I am?? Oh, gosh, did this ever hit me right in my chest… an amazing write, Crimsin. I feel like you snuck up to my metaphorical house and peeked in the window and saw EVERYTHING that is going on!! Crazy, but in the best sort of way!!!

      • hello dearest poet it’s funny the things I write about this I feel I’m bi polar and dark as well…I don’t know why anyone would be drawn to me it is heavy of feeling around me and I feel things deeply…I hope it works out with your interest…thank you graciously for reading me and sharing with me ❤️

        • It was definitely my gain, it made me feel understood when since I’ve been back in Canada from Polska, and before that Ukrayina, I’ve felt the very antithesis of understood. I would never wish ill (of course!!) on anyone, but if it is any consolation, your pain became my gain. My friend and I wrote a joint-poem considering things back and forth and forth and back. I’m meeting her in Halifax on Friday for a week, so I guess maybe we’ll see or maybe it will go back to this ball of confusion by the 24th again. Thank you for you good wishes for me, for us. I’m glad you don’t mind me spilling me guts on your poem, but it just engaged me emotionally SO much my filter and and any shyness just melted clean away off of me, you know? I’m so glad you commented on my poem today, and accepted my friend’s request, too. Yesterday and tomorrow are anniversaries most grim, but you made today a good day sandwiched between them, thank you, you are a gem to me.

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    depression

    darkened understanding talk to meinside my solemn skygrey as slate and cold toothe blue of the moment shine throughbeside myself with griefmy soul seek to hidedeep within the crevices of midnightnothing to shine no mirrors to glarewith great trepidation,...

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    • This was beautiful, deep, and sad. An excellent read. Anyone who has experienced these feelings, knows these words too well. Thank you for sharing.

      • hello dearest Brandon good afternoon thank you graciously I usually don’t like to share these it touched my heart you found beauty even here❤️

    • hello dearest Damian depression is that heavy feeling I really don’t like to write about it but sometimes it’s just there thank you my friend for bearing with me ❤️

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    play

    mannacle thought, make it your bitchdon't allow time, to give you lipnever hesitate demand your wayyour ego speaks for itself not one to be playedvixen be damnedshe's not the right onewhen there is nonetonight is yourstake midnight by the...

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    • The last line lands in a way that makes you want to reread this again, and let it linger. This caught my breath.

      • hello dearest Brandon good morning thank you graciously I’m happy you like it ❤️

    • This reads almost like an invocation, a chant of summoning. Much enjoyed this. As Brandon said, it invites rereading 🧡

      • hello beautiful Willow thank you lovely one I appreciate you thoughts these just uncurrents of feeling rising ❤️

    • Powerfully penned, Brenda. Excellent write with dark undertones my friend. I concur with Willow and Brandon. Amazing read. Appreciate you.

      Damian

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    conjure

    intriguing darkness, spilling from my lipsdripping like a liquor, enough to intoxicateyour mind spins and you shake off the feelinga seduction is ocurringthe more I talk the more enamored you becomewords tingle the sensespower rolls from the tongueI'm into...

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    • I’ve never tried to trace back how long ago withes emanated from the past. This poem shows the power that one can have when it comes to lust. Something as old as time itself.

      Nice one Crimsin, with great picture that conjures up the mystique of the poem.

      • hello dearest Tim thank you graciously for such a lovely and thoughtful comment ❤️

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