Loathly Drear


Loathly Drear

Hollow the deep,
a bitter life so spun

Malice for dreams,
in heart of loathly drear

Drawn breath of life,
one's air of putrid stench

All within reach,
victims to direful touch

Conscious set side,
glowers besmirching eyes

Ominous look,
reflections of inner self

Portal to soul,
consumed by plaguing mire

Dark languid pools,
void emission of light

From grimaced smile,
lashes vile scorching tongue

The voice so stings,
spewing forth spittled fire

Thoughtless fool,
shallow ways come with due

Destined to fall,
stumbling across the heaped

Abandoned cries,
known faces turn away

Presence that's shunned,
suffers own loathly drear

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sweetwater's picture

Gosh Carl, thats very deep

Gosh Carl, thats very deep and dark, some lovely haunting words too. Very nice :-) Sue x.

cevance's picture

Thank you, Sue. I had no idea

Thank you, Sue. I had no idea if this piece would be recieved well by anyone. It's slightly choppy - but, of course, that was the intention. All in all - I just wanted to write, what I consider to be, a relaxing piece... Something quick - without much fanfare. So this is what I ended up with.