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 drive towards the crimson sky.
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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 by Kyendo.
Best wishes,
prospermind.
PROSPERMIND 
Brilliant
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Oh, thank you very much. I must say, I enjoy writing darker things like this.
I hope you’re well. 🙂
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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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Thank you very much Dawn.
It was indeed the character of a young woman who inspired these words. So, your intuition is spot on! 😉
(And yes, I agree with you as I am only as good as my last piece.)
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I will have to respectfully disagree with your last statement.
You are good because you are you.
Whether you manage to find the perfect words/rhythms to express what you mean and whether it touches other people has nothing to do with your value.
But that piece is one of your best. 🙂
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Thank you Dawn, it really means a lot. 🙂
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Well, you know every single word of it is meant too!
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Yes, I do. And for THAT I am so grateful. 🙂
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Absolutely amazing~ I love it very much. Very fruitful outcome from the brilliant film that I had the great fortune to watch 😉
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Many thanks Terry!!
The scrip is fantastic and the execution is stunning. This film really gave my creative fire new material to burn. 😉
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Wow! Powerful imagery. Heartwrenching, but a great read.
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Another comment.
Gotta love to read poetry, good read this one (as others, of you that is )
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Oh, how deliciously dark. Beautiful 💜
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*shivers and goosebumps* As a lover of poetry noir, that is the ultimate compliment. 😊
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Beautifully written, great imagery.
And a bittersweet sadness to it also.
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Thank you very much. I appreciate you taking the time to leave your thoughts behind on this one.
This is a wonderful comment and it is going to make me smile for the rest of the day!
Be well, Lion! 🙂
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