A Poem by EverEmma

However the image enters
Its force remains within
My eyes
Four caverns
Each of a different fate
They surround an audience
One burns with heat 
And the licks of flames spit outward
Lighting the crowd's faces
Another with ice and jagged edges
Sending chills through the already shaking bodies
Of their prey
One is less menacing
A green like Lily's eyes
The last is a deep violet
With the pungent odor of rotting 
That clamps hands around noses
We all survived the first round
Now we must wait for the Lord
To make his decision
He stands before the red abyss
Its size dwarfing his snake-like figure
All the power
In just one flick
One mutter
One snap
His robes billowing
As he paces
The massive arena
Yet for some reason
I feel important
Because he spared me.

© 2011 EverEmma

Author's Note

The first three lines are from a poem called "AfterImages. I used a dream.

First draft written on 6-22-11

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amazing i really liek it great ink

Posted 8 Years Ago

~However the image enters
Its force remains within
My eyes~
dam you, wish i would of wrote that
haha nevermind enjoyed the hit
goodness job

Posted 8 Years Ago

Oh my God. This is amazing!! The words, the feelings, the emotion, the STORY!! All of this was incredible! You're words were absolutely breathtaking!

Posted 8 Years Ago

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