Promise

Promise

A Poem by Perdition

Then once I became 

the page

I tore away my veil

stained my

sheets with madness


Forfeiting the right pill of prison 

the assurant white crescent  

death without life


Yes I am crucified to my thoughts

a prince ridiculous

but what the f**k did I say

© 2023 Perdition


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you said full circle....now where did that damn thing begin??????????? I cannot.... not for the life of me remember the words or thoughts of the hours...but those whispers...they still smell of toast and peanut butter.

Posted 2 Years Ago


Perdition

2 Years Ago

We started at MySpace and then they dropped the format on us and that was all the food we could affo.. read more
so glad to see you're still writing my friend!! and that you're still fabulous.

Posted 2 Years Ago


Perdition

2 Years Ago

Should I respond now or wait? ;) Very kind of you and glad to know you are writing as well. I have .. read more
love the allegory. Perdition.
A Veil yet you had no even discernment after the aftermath,
Horrific in the eyes of the other side, ;s ===Maynard great write!

Posted 2 Years Ago


Perdition

2 Years Ago

Well, Sometimes it just be that way. ya know...lol. Thank you for the kind review., 1809 Black Plau.. read more
1809 Black Plague December

2 Years Ago

most welcome Dear, :D LOL
stained sheets ... what you been up too my friend? Then again, in light of last line, whatever it is, pass some my way

Ken

Posted 2 Years Ago


Perdition

2 Years Ago

lol...What? you don't write in bed? Scribble with wine or coffee or have a pen explode on you from t.. read more
Ken e Bujold

2 Years Ago

well: pen, nope, only allowed crayons. wine, is her thing, and believe you me, i am not about to spi.. read more
Perdition

2 Years Ago

And most probably why I am still single..lol. Poetry has been my only chance for a lasting bride and.. read more
Beautiful lines. Enjoyed reading

Posted 2 Years Ago


Perdition

2 Years Ago

Thanks for the review
I love this, especially the first stanza. Good morning!!! I just had some coffee ☕. I was sitting here, getting frustrated with trying to light a cigarette, but I finally got it lit. 🚬

Posted 2 Years Ago


Perdition

2 Years Ago

...lol. Will do...as for your vices well: Where's your will to be weird as Morrison would plead..lol.. read more
Light and ashes

2 Years Ago

I don't need it. It's built into me.
Light and ashes

2 Years Ago

not vices, but weirdness.
Words written can change a life, a need, a thought, an ending. Often, intentions are misconstrued. or written in such a way they don' t complete their journey Sadness, bewilderment, doubt and more - make the writer, a poet perhaps to ask his question. Finely written, sir - as always.

Posted 2 Years Ago


Perdition

2 Years Ago

Well someone has to scream. Thank you for such kindness and do not so often make yourself the strang.. read more
emmajoygreen

2 Years Ago

Me, scream, nevah, sir! Not been riding for quite a while; imagines with a breeze stroking my face.. read more

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Added on September 9, 2023
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