Retribution

Retribution

A Poem by duff
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My crow shall remain perched outside your window for 24 hrs

During this time of immortality I encourage you to employ pain

I sense your nihilism so I ask that you close thy eyes and oblige

Charon to illuminate cells of your isolation that kept you a slave

Together we can revisit those years you spent alone in the dark

The permission has been granted to lick buried wounds my child

It’s crucial they realize the treachery they have bestowed on you

The powers I possess will assist you in the opera of prosecution

Summon the forgotten angels and cast them into shadows play

From hell they creep with talons drawn ready to scalp the wicked

Now take my hand as a god and control the table of guilty crowns


Do we have a deal?


© 2020 duff


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" I sense your nihilism"- duff, your sublimely dark poem calls to mind Nietzsche, Dante, Blake, Poe, Alice Cooper (ha!), and every shade of Metal!! Needless to say, I love the references and symbolism! So beautifully and seductively worded, this trip into Hades and back- like an obsidian-winged metamorphosis. I hear Hendrix and Slash guitars and Moon drums with Alice singing lead. The imagery chills and excites. "From hell they creep with talons drawn"- the stuff of night terrors...and to emerge as a god, unafraid, lyrical, powerful, and perfect....

Posted 4 Weeks Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

duff

3 Weeks Ago

Thank you so much for your kindness Annette! You made me smile



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Whoa this tastes really dark. I have a thing for dark poetry and this one comes as a pill that makes you experience every feeling of retribution. And always the first phase starts with the powerful lord encouraging us to employ pain.
Very deep and very intriguing.

Posted 2 Weeks Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

duff

2 Weeks Ago

Thank yoo MD. Im happy you enjoyed it.
This is compelling in the way it pulled weird ideas out of my mind as I read. At first I thought about how some people are exploited in youth, say, by some pervert, then later such victims may get exploited by those wishing to enact a vendetta for sins against children (or whatever the cause may be), not to mention being exploited by the way it's not politically correct to feel like a victim -- no! -- we must present ourselves as survivors! Rah! Rah! There's no end to the way a victim can be exploited by others down the pike. The other train of thought I had while reading this is how today's politics seem to capitalize on grievance & the self-proclaimed "saviors" swear to enact retribution for the long list of bullshit issues clogging the ether with constant arguing & mud-slinging, etc. In short, retribution can be as torturous as the original sin(s)! Love this well-expressed poem! Very unique in the way you present your ideas (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

Posted 3 Weeks Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

duff

3 Weeks Ago

I love the different views and angles Margie. I thank you kindly.
That's a shrouded deal if I've ever heard of one!

Posted 3 Weeks Ago


duff

3 Weeks Ago

I completely agree! Thank you Cory
Oh my, this is dark. "My crow shall remain perched outside your window for 24 hours". I hate crows, they immediately summon up images of death. Having said that you manage to evoke every kind of darkness the reader has experienced in life into these words. Every nightmare they have woken up from in a sweat. Not only that, you appear to have a talent for it. Well penned duff. Retribution indeed.

Chris

Posted 3 Weeks Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

duff

3 Weeks Ago

Haha! I have insomnia so I'll be here!
Christine Anne Shaw

3 Weeks Ago

:)) You have insomnia too. Welcome to the club.
duff

3 Weeks Ago

I do. My pleasure to join, lol.
I really enjoy the comlexity in this long dark thought. It flows through the synapses and takes the reader on a long many branching walk through a pyche, or perhaps two.

Posted 3 Weeks Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

duff

3 Weeks Ago

Thank you Ken!
...and so the view begins and the masteries arise to be considered. Super or supra natural wards called and shared...and the thoughts allowed to flow. I like the aspects being developed. A nice flavor WITH an aftertaste.

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Chris

3 Weeks Ago

it would make for an interesting follow-up
duff

3 Weeks Ago

I like that idea. Never thought to do it but it's intriguing, The wheels are turning
Chris

3 Weeks Ago

There ya go...
Jesus, if Poe read this he would cringe, thinking it was about him. Or maybe he would just buy another bottle and down it.
This would be him at 14 years old or so...too young to write really dark poetry, but too dark not to.
j.

Posted 3 Weeks Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

duff

3 Weeks Ago

Haha, thank you Jacob! That might be the darkest piece I've written
" I sense your nihilism"- duff, your sublimely dark poem calls to mind Nietzsche, Dante, Blake, Poe, Alice Cooper (ha!), and every shade of Metal!! Needless to say, I love the references and symbolism! So beautifully and seductively worded, this trip into Hades and back- like an obsidian-winged metamorphosis. I hear Hendrix and Slash guitars and Moon drums with Alice singing lead. The imagery chills and excites. "From hell they creep with talons drawn"- the stuff of night terrors...and to emerge as a god, unafraid, lyrical, powerful, and perfect....

Posted 4 Weeks Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

duff

3 Weeks Ago

Thank you so much for your kindness Annette! You made me smile

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