~ Surrexit

~ A poetic story about Trishna

~ Surrexit

 

In the thirsty streams

Where all the hot

Summer sun was gone

And the reeds of the earth

Were admonished to straw

 

Her hand  grabbed the last

Mud from the water down

There was no clue of being

It was half past dusk

The air was clammy

 

Dry sand filled with craquelé cracks

She felt under her fingernails

It scraped and pecked

She was back on earth

But not more in prosperous states

 

Risen from the dead

In a whirlpool of destruction

Without any need

Or expectation no helping

Hand or any empathy

 

She was nothing but void,

Dead and soulless

In these empty summers

Full of "Trishna" she had to

Crawl until her bones turned to dust

 

 

~ Elisa Laura

Author's Note

This was just some dark art... hope you sleep well ;)
Thank you xx

Reviews

[Robbie~xoxo~]

Scary!...(I'm reading this in the wee hours of the night)
Wow Eli, didn't know this side of your art...very refreshing in a haunting way! I love it!...we all have different sides to us that should pour into our work of art once in awhile. This is captivating! Great write, Sis.

Thank you sis, honestly and normally not my type and genre to write about, but some changes now and then are good I think :) glad you picked that up ;) love to you sis x

[Tina Kline]

A very dark and eerie poem. Very creepy. You did an outstanding job on this!

Thanks for posting this in my group Shades of Darkness.

Thank you so much x

[Robin]

the unquenchable thirst ... the desire that drowns ...

Indeed, on an high dry summer-nothing to compare with day, out of barsoom, landed in the place I did never could return too. :) let me drown drown, and reborn ~ :) thank you Robin always.

[Dean]

You write so beautifully, my dear--and I would probably not have discovered you had it not been
for your comments on one of Froman's poems. It is such a pleasure to encounter a well-educated poet who takes the time to share her formidable talent with us!

I hope you will take a look at some of my pieces--not that they can match the power of your own.

Thank you so much kind sir, for your words, and time to read my poetry. It means a lot.
Ofcourse I will. Thank you again

[Dean]

I'll be back on your page often!

Thank you so much kind sir~

[Legion]

Brilliant in message and execution. Her baseness is brutally blunt. An epic of the human condition. Or perhaps one of the angelic/demonic. This brings to mind (somewhat) of a piece I wrote several years ago titled "An Angel Crawls". I seem to have come to the conclusion that I like this piece better. Bravo! You also have a way with enhancing the piece with the perfect musical composition as well.

Maybe because I'm an HSP... since I was little. I always lived deep, and sometimes deeper than deep. It shows in my art, also in my paintings and music and music choice.
Thank you so much dear poet, for reading me. It means a lot. Very curious of your version now... can you pass me the link? or write it to me in private?

E.L.

[Legion]

I will send it.

A.M.A.Z.I.N.G.!

[Vervca]

Lovely :)

Well thanks :)

[Vervca]

No problem .

[Antonio Valentino]

hope i sleep well? well now you warn us haha

what a scary tale to go with that ewwwy picture.. my gawd awwww!

very well written as ususal my friend.. now i am suddenly veryyyy thirsty :)

Thank you very much Antonio, nice to see you again!

[Antonio Valentino]

you're very welcome Elisa, you too :)

*smiling*

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Beautifully written...as always

Thank you very much lynn!

[Kimberly "Melody" Carne..]

I love this write, good to see you write to the flip side. Some have a gift to write beautifully of dark essence. Well done soul sister! Well done!

Thank you for popping by sister xx

[Kimberly "Melody" Carney]

I hope as this is my lat week of school, you will see me more often on your page;)

Don't worry love, not feeling well myself either, so I hope to be here soon more for you too... hugs xo

[An owl on the moon]

A stirring, stunning write so filled with angst and brilliant imagery! You've made a haunting music of her, coming alive yet somehow mingled with death and pain. Awesome write.

Thank you very much Craig always nice to have you around, truly appreciated.

[Trixolomanea]

Wow, captivating! Very nicely done :)

Thanks dear x