Cinnabar

Cinnabar

A Poem by Beto
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Cinnabar
Mercury singes the blooming flowers,
blood spilt forth my stillborn heart
bubbles and drowns in sombrely colours
the blossoms; scattered apart.
There I stand in the pitch-black centre,
wearing that heart on a cut-off sleeve
my arms outstretched; my trembling voice calling
"I love you still; so please don't leave!
Don't leave me behind; I love you yet!"

Ah, but the flowers; crimson like cinnabar
Ah, but the flowers; which white tears shed
I must've been cruel; how could I not realise
Those flowers were wilting; killed by regret.

© 2022 Beto


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Such a powerful piece.
The raw emotions; desperation, regret, fear, loss...beautifully depicted.
Well done.

Posted 8 Months Ago



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Added on May 11, 2022
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Tags: decadence, symbolism, poetry, gothic, poem, cursed poets

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Beto
Beto

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I'm a poet for the most part, writing commentary and whatnot in a decadent style. Sometimes I'm proud of my work, sometimes I'm not, always looking for feedback. Inspirations; G. Orwell, R.W. Cham.. more..

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