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Pioneers of a lost kingdom
Wander through halls of false appraisals,
Echoing footsteps resounding,
Recording the interruption of silence
As enveloping swirls caress the open gates-
Eternally divided
To allow the multitudes through...

Tainted shades of prior vibrancy
Dampen once pure life,
The grass is grey,
The sky is black,
The crisp white page
Grieves the absence of a blot...

Waves of perfection
In oceans of discontentment,
The grains of sand
Silently land,
Their mournful cry
Kidnapped by the seekers...

This hopeless journey
To seek retaliation
Fails,
While indoctrinated minds
Fill shells of bodies,

Ready to fight-
Facing imminent failure...
©2005-2009 ~petit-chou-fleur
:iconpetit-chou-fleur:

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This poem took a while to sort into and order which would make sense to the reader. This poem covers a variety of topics, see what you can make from it...

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:iconbarishiman:
I get a feeling of war, of how this world rotates now on its pedistal with blind men at the helm while caskets fill with bodies. Whatever gave this thought is protrayed with excellence. Quite a good show.

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:iconbarishiman:
I get a feeling of war, of how this world rotates now on its pedistal with blind men at the helm while caskets fill with bodies. Whatever gave this thought is protrayed with excellence. Quite a good show.

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There is a reason strong move slow | Trade Relic | dA gallery
:iconpetit-chou-fleur:
Thanks very much, that is the main focus of it, I'm glad you could understand what I was trying to show!

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Tranquility interrupted by a jealous mind, life overcome by the grief of the ending, celebratory drinks for a lost occasion, a mind full of black, the tainted, dirty white.
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:iconathenarules:
this is eloquent in it's sad feeling, strange, there seems to be budding recognition everywhere of scales falling out of balance. Sorry if this sounds out there, but this is the third poem I have seen in my watch where the mood of the poet is vexed like this.

like some wierd collective consciencness of creative people I admire, nice work.

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You can't kill a woman that was born to hang.
:iconjustpolly:
it seems very dark..desperate to me-bt i like the wording structure,the mood is set perfectly,well done!

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-polly:you say i'm weird as if it's a bad thing...
:iconpetit-chou-fleur:
Thanks, glad you like it :)

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Tranquility interrupted by a jealous mind, life overcome by the grief of the ending, celebratory drinks for a lost occasion, a mind full of black, the tainted, dirty white.
Check out my stuff~~> [link]
:iconpetit-chou-fleur:
Thanks! It is dark, but that's how I aimed it - there is often a dark side to things.

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Tranquility interrupted by a jealous mind, life overcome by the grief of the ending, celebratory drinks for a lost occasion, a mind full of black, the tainted, dirty white.
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:iconcecilblueberry:
wow
u know what?
it reminds me of the english planning thing - the special place of the battle field!
x

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Why are my heart and head at war?
:iconpetit-chou-fleur:
Lol, i wrote this quite a while ago actually... I must finish that battefield thing! I don't think it fits the brief particularly though lol!

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Tranquility interrupted by a jealous mind, life overcome by the grief of the ending, celebratory drinks for a lost occasion, a mind full of black, the tainted, dirty white.
Check out my stuff~~> [link]

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