Containing My Darkness in the Pale Flame of Shadows

Containing My Darkness in the Pale Flame of Shadows

A Poem by R.J Calzonetti (SinisterPotatoe)

October poem. Wrote a lot of those lately.


Containing My Darkness in the Pale Flame of Shadows


I cannot be contained

This sky still reigns supreme

Insanity is scratching at my glass eye sockets

The Darklight of the black flames in the sky of the thunder flesh


I cannot be contained

The flower of May-hemisphere of a burning world

Blanketed by the smoky fog of a typhoon illusions

Madness is a cavity in my soul, unwhole


I cannot be contained

My padded cell is an empty nest

I ripped through their paper-thin flesh in this sarcophagus

There is nothing to fear except reality


I cannot be contained

The blaze is flooding my homunculus

The words regurgitated by their open mouths



“I cannot be contained”

As they cut through their human façade

In a monster’s masquerade

When the party is never over


I cannot be contained

The cultists bleed their demonized cries

The blood bright with hope for those who have despaired

But the seance only speaks to me when they go silent


I cannot be contained

Monsters of men become the threads of the spider

Weaving us together as we grieve malevolence

Devilish elegance as the colour fades to shadows


I cannot be contained

The worlds that flow from my mouths

Screaming of tongues that paint disaster

One true master


I cannot be contained

The catalyst reimagining the alabaster caverns of a dream

The nightmare waking as we all sleep

Under the sheets


I cannot be contained

The waxing wanes of lunatics

Slewn from the mildew communion

Walk the daggers’ blade


I cannot be contained

Maimed by memories, demi fiend heavenly disassembling

The renegade hatred of hell’s gatekeeper

Weeping grim reapers


I cannot be contained

But I can be bought and sold

Like life, like love, like you

Like them


I cannot be contained

In this asylum, join my hymen

In the light of my failures, overshadowing my success

Please let me leave you here, alone like I


I cannot be contained

Like an animal in this zoo of lost minds

Chords of slipknots hanging out to dry unrivalled

Syphon the thoughts of the doppelgängers’ operations


I cannot be contained

Braid my brain with machinery

Cleaving the ballerina deviants that dance with death

Unresting sleep-waking the demon


I cannot be contained

My perforated nether regions

Clean demeanour unredeeming

This feeling is better than being an empty vessel, infinitesimal


I cannot be released from this torment

That contains my immortal soul

Stricken to be umbilical born again from the new world

I cannot be contained by this torment alone


I cannot go home, or be overthrown

I’m never alone, roaming your utopia

Feeding on your nothing, given up for me

I will not be contained


As the sacrifice of greedy men

Everything was taken from me

My innocence bleeds voluptuously

God is not man-kind contained


He’s so far above us that the ants

Can build an empire

And the sandcastles can fall diabolical

In the tide of battle, it's just another wave


I cannot contain myself

It’s so funny, our love for God is our own hatred for others

I only suffer because man does not love me

God is uncomprehending


And this self-hatred cannot be contained

Rise again from the dirt like a phoenix, for what meaning?

And feel the fire in the heart of this world

Feel the love burning, precious, temporary, shredded


Containing the death of past memories, the shards

Ripped from the skulls of metropolitan philosophers

A dream is sleeping in the dirt

A hollow verse cannot be heard


This shell keeps my hate contained

This cell is my own candelabra

 Containing my darkness

The casket of a map of my imagination


Uncontained, unwavering

My madness knows no bounds

I cannot be contained or found, joining purgatory

I will be free again, eventually


Contained in the veins of a century

© 2019 R.J Calzonetti (SinisterPotatoe)

Author's Note

R.J Calzonetti (SinisterPotatoe)
I promise I read every single review, and I generally will reply to them. I look forward to my next review, because it helps me learn. Even if it's just one word, I promise, I will be happy to hear anything you feel needs sharing. Whenever you write on my shortcomings or breakthroughs, or the themes of my poems, or share ideas and friendly criticism, it decides my next poem to an extent. I will listen, learn and be thankful. And 99% of the time, you'll get a reply unless you're trolling me.

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Very interesting poem.I enjoyrd the meaning of it.

Posted 1 Year Ago

R.J Calzonetti (SinisterPotatoe)

1 Year Ago

Thank you!
This style is completely new for me, you wrote it in stanzas of four lines and repetition of "I cannot be contained" in most of the stanzas, makes it look uniform but I'd suggest trying same no. of syllables since I know you have a nice grip on it. The language hasn't changed a lot and it's interesting like the rest of your poems but I feel like this has been forced into stanzas, because I feel even if you don't add "I can't be contained" the poem would still be that continuous and awesome, it sounds like a wall between the halves of same idea. If you're trying this new style, I'd suggest taking up light ideas and once you have a nice grip put load on them and make weight in your poems. Torchbearer was a perfect stanza break poem and I think that was the best attempt.
Sorry it took too long to respond since I am having some issues with my right side and voice typing isn't working well and my own poems have been kept unpublished. Anyways, I see you taking nice jumps in this style just keep going on. :)
Good Luck!

Posted 1 Year Ago

R.J Calzonetti (SinisterPotatoe)

1 Year Ago

Thank you for the hints, I wrote a new poem based on this one that you might like. :)

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Added on October 19, 2019
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R.J Calzonetti (SinisterPotatoe)
R.J Calzonetti (SinisterPotatoe)

Burlington, Halton, Canada

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