Hungry Ghosts

tastes like madness

Hungry ghosts come to play

pits of snakes in vials of night

pouring shot ampuls of indigo madness

ravens crying pain of tangible crimson tears

fallen angels dancing naked & asymmetric

tightropes tension's tautness traumatized

suck in stale cigar smoke on lipid lids

haunting exile of vital preservation

exhale turpitude of apparitions demise

Author's Note

Reviews

[Tai Ryens]

Why, I love the Hungry Ghosts! I've written poetry according to the song as well, and I declare from personal standpoint that it makes good inspiration.
You've captured the state of emotion the song glimpses very well, though in a different notion. Ghosts have a strange predicament, acknowledging their existence yet watching as reality shifts forward without them, and I couldn't have thought of a better way to express it than self-hatred. It shows in your words, the attempts to escape our bodies through whiskey, drugs and cigarettes. Self-destruction is such a pretty little thing. I especially liked your ghost people metaphor, hollow husks without a soul within.

[Frieda P]

Thanks Tai, such an insightful review, I love it!

[Rita L. Sev]

"Pouring shot ampuls of indigo madness" - a brilliant image in a brilliant poem! I really enjoyed the vocabulary in this piece. You paint an unforgettable picture with your words. Thank you for sharing!

[Frieda P]

So thrilled you enjoyed this one, thanks Rita, and thanks for stopping by my page, much appreciated.

[Deuces]

The darkness of Frieda emerges. I like the feel and the energy of this poem... almost spooky. As I've said before, your range has no limits. Always a pleasure to see new requests from you and always satiated.

[Frieda P]

You read me, I think we're cut from the same cloth in more ways than one Cyn...thanks so much.

[Just Kim]

such a deep intriguing read. Love the imagery.

[Frieda P]

Thanks for the visit out of touch.

[icelandicblue]

I too am a fan of your very effective vocabulary. I particularly liked the term indigo madness!

[Frieda P]

Ha, thanks, doesn't everyone have indigo madness? :-)

[poetry-kiddo alienbaba]

new age fall down the rabbit hole
i owe you and you owe me..a roll and a soul..
if rabbit there aint then the hatter will cry foul

[Frieda P]

I already sold my soul...sorry ;-)

[Baby Ricochet]

"Fallen angels dancing naked and asymmetric." Sounds like one of my X girlfriends

[Frieda P]

Lol Baby, you would....

[KeeD]

Haunting, like sitting in an empty room in an abandoned house on top of a lonely hill with frail vegetation, looking out at the gloomy day.. oh how the mind can take disturbed self away from such a place to create such eccentric thoughts.. brilliant I love the music, what's the music called?

[Frieda P]

I love the scene you've painted here Kee, 'frail vegetation' why didn't I think of that?! Thanks so much

"I Don't Think About You Anymore But, I Don't Think About You Anyless" ~ Hungry Ghosts

[KeeD]

Thank you, I feel like dancing by myself to this, how weird am I. Hahaha

[Sami Khalil]

"ravens crying pain of tangible crimson tears

fallen angels dancing naked & asymmetric."
The thing that sets you apart dear poetess is the uniqueness in your style and powerful diction but above all there is an aura of sorts that I'm still trying to see through . Like I said you bring a divine dimension to WC and transcend boudaries let alone cultures. Keep shining as always ...:)

[Frieda P]

You truly humble me with your kind words sweet Sami...I'm so glad you liked this one, thanks so much & you too, shine on ;-)

[Sami Khalil]

You know I did and do as always for I now quality from mediocre ones . Thank you too..:

[quinfinn]

been cracking open the O.E.D, my dear poet? (JK) i think this exemplifies the scope of your knowledge of the use of proper wording and the extent of your considerable education. it is also a very conscientious write, full of depth and marvelous imagery. parts of your immortal yet consanguinity empowered soul are revealing themselves within. very good! you may consider me duly impressed....

[Frieda P]

Is that some newfangled beer you and the kimmer were talking about? ;-)
Really jazzing on this review quin...you know I don't tawk like that in real life...much appreciate your lovely words...

[quinfinn]

you mean the peebers or the yeungling? they are both established relics in the good old US of A

[Frieda P]

Forget it, you missed the joke.... ;-P

[quinfinn]

O.E.D is Oxford English Dictionary...i never drank one of those before.....

[Frieda P]

Can you hear me rolling my eyes at you yet?! I know smartarse...

[quinfinn]

what's that clicking in your throat? oh, it's your eyes rolling....sorry

[Frieda P]

I thought you were going to say something about the music, instead you're talking dictionaries, I know how you find it so annoying!

[quinfinn]

stop dancing up there.....i have Pat Benatar in my ears..."fire and ice"

[Frieda P]

Good inspiration for poetry....

[quinfinn]

oh, you know how i feel about Pat.....always said she married the wrong guy

[Lover Of Words]

A woman with an incredible way with words.... A woman with a powerful soul... I love this one Mrs Freida... ;-D nice job on a wonderful piece of art in the way of words :) love it and the woman who wrote it :)

[Frieda P]

Thanks Kelsey.

[Lover Of Words]

Your welcome Mrs Frieda