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Obscurity
Contributed by
POOBEAR
on
Tuesday, 12th August 2003 @ 08:35:00 PM in AEST
Topic:
DarkPoetry
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Inhibitions.
A dark , underground cavern,
visible only to me.
Stalactites hang menacingly overhead,
finely honed by my many fears.
My mind, like the tiny stream of hope
that once flowed through this place
is now stagnant.
Escape is becoming unlikely,
as my sorrow seems to cause
more and more stalagmites to form
and block any path to freedom.
There are occasional flashes of light,
but I have learned it is best not to
seek out it's origin.
It only mocks me .
I sink back safely into obscurity.
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POOBEAR
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2003-08-12 20:35:00]
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Re: Obscurity
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by BlackFire9786 on
Tuesday, 12th August 2003 @ 08:43:42 PM AEST
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wow, i love the metaphoric way you wrote this, "my mind like the tiny stream of hope" stalactites and your fears, it was brilliant, great job
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Re: Obscurity
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by jaeann on
Wednesday, 13th August 2003 @ 01:12:33 PM AEST
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| the title.....the phrases....the symbolism...the futility of darkness.....i absolutely love it!!!! great job!!!!.....finely honed by my many fears......perfect!!! |
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