The Hatch.


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I smell the colours,
of your morbid flowers,
they make me smile,
and in the scent of red,
I spin around and dance,
to the melody of the dead.

Through the moonlit smoke,
of my father’s gun,
I watch my own blood run,
satisfied with my new design,
I wave goodbye to what lies behind,
and driveΒ towards the crimson sky.


About the poem:

This dark poem was inspired by India, a character from the thriller “Stoker”. I felt charged with inspiration after watching this movie. The storytelling is phenomenal and I just wanted to write and release its effects on me.

Image byΒ Kyendo.

Best wishes,

prospermind.

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17 comments

  1. This is beautiful! I think I can relate with her to some extent. Though… maybe I’m lured into thinking it’s a woman speaking because of the picture, but it could also be a man I guess.
    Very dark but very poetic. One of your best pieces I think.
    XO

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  2. Absolutely amazing~ I love it very much. Very fruitful outcome from the brilliant film that I had the great fortune to watch πŸ˜‰

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  3. Wow! Powerful imagery. Heartwrenching, but a great read.

    Like

  4. Another comment.
    Gotta love to read poetry, good read this one (as others, of you that is )

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  5. Oh, how deliciously dark. Beautiful πŸ’œ

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  6. *shivers and goosebumps* As a lover of poetry noir, that is the ultimate compliment. 😊

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  7. Beautifully written, great imagery.
    And a bittersweet sadness to it also.

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