Drawing and Poem Two

come in dreams my demon one
sword in hand feel the cut
drawing words on a body, cries
not with pain, for that always remains
vindicated by your presence, that scythe of vengence,
why? looking for answers, when questions
bleed, as words fail to ignite response -
you could love me with no sight
never reply because ears fail to hear
until the fear of death is upon me
when there is a purpose, that smell
of metallatic iron spreading, unilluminated
in deep red seas, this is what you wait for
come in dreams my demon one
time will be with us once more.

Reviews

[Dead Angel]

the picture is so spine chilling, i feel like the grim reaper is looking into my soul. the poem is very well written, really captures the morbidness of the drawing. another masterpiece from you both :)

[Fantasyfairy]

Wow. I found this to be a powerful one. The words also speak to me of love and loneliness, an unrequited love of one who loves a demon, giving them pain, and suicide the only way out. I may be way off the mark here,but it's what I see and feel when I read this poem. XX

[R J Askew]

I find this image ominous and the first line, too. There seems such familiarity with the dark force there. The dark red seas is a very, very strong image in this series of black and white. I assume black and white are good and evil with the red, clearly being blood.

[Nick Erickson]

"sword in hand feel the cut
drawing words on a body"

These words really struck out to me for some reason, very vivid.

Again, well done.

[These Haunted Hallways]

Ooo, this so reminded me of the Ghost of Christmas Yet to Come hehe. it was dark, gothic in a way, and really haunting. Nice work!

B.A.

[The Tao of Bri]

This is deliciously dark with tones of romance and hop.. I really liked this one, though I am t work I could not see the picture. I will have to come back tonight and see it again!