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paul
paul
Jan 12, 2012 ⭐ View statistics (Premium feature)

Saving Smiles

I gave pain an anesthetic sick of seeming pathetic
Cutting misery’s spleen with claws of wolverine
I threw melancholy off the tenth floor balcony

Agony I do ignore as she bleeds on the mahogany floor
Oh, such deeds are chaotic, maybe I’m psychotic
Or maybe I’m saving me with this vivid imagery
My smiles no longer a bastard, in me look what he’s mastered

Tonight, I give my pen to laughter, as she writes this chapter
No more waiting for the sun to rise I can close my eyes

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Region, Country: New York, USA

Favorite Poets: Cavafi, Sylvia Plath and Neopoet as a whole.

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Candlewitch

Candlewitch

13 years 6 months ago

hello paul,

I really related to this poem, especially these lines:

Agony I do ignore as she bleeds on the mahogany floor
Oh, such deeds are chaotic, maybe I’m psychotic
Or maybe I’m saving me with this vivid imagery
My smiles no longer a bastard, in me look what he’s mastered

Tonight, I give my pen to laughter, as she writes this chapter
No more waiting for the sun to rise I can close my eyes

I think this could be rapped!
always, Cat

Esker

Esker

13 years 6 months ago

Poetic emerge Sense

Fantastic writing again Paul!
I think of graphic animation when
I read this,
or Storyboard art of which I love.
This poem has such a fast tense vibe about it.
"My smiles no longer a bastard!" wonderful
line.

Thank You!

(I'm inspired to write with Punctuation.)

China Blue

China Blue

13 years 6 months ago

paul

My smiles no longer a bastard
now that is an interesting way of wording
Nice going you are evolving as Lon staed
Chrys