Pierced Pain: The Aftermath
Poem using Poppy's Prompts 10!
Your
(patronising, condescending,
dismissive
and
just a little hypocritical
words
p—rising open my
-i—nsides draining
--e—very strike
---r—eaching deeper points
----c—an't breathe, can't
---e—ven do anything except lie here
through
my already wounded, failing heart
(of your inception, divination, creation)
like
darts
through a balloon
(blood red burst on the pale)
*
~I~
*
Your
all-facade-all-lies-no-substance
form of love
(is it love,
really love
if it's filled with nothing but hate?
Well... is it? Is. It?)
leaves me
--d—angerously
-r—unning low on oxygen
y—earning to breathe
as highlands
in a drought
*
~am~
*
Your
c—austic
-a—nneal
--l—ayer upon
---l—ayer
--o—ver my
-u—ncovered
--s—kinned and
-e—mpty
d—ead heart
affection
(infection, infliction, affliction)
leaves me
covered in
s—peaking of love, when you don't know how to show it
-p—leasing no other, but yourself,
--l—eaving a desert, a sand dune of misery
---I—nside and out
----n—ever once admitting fault or showing care
---t—rading heartfelt words with you, was just a chore
--e—very time, I lost myself a little more
-r—aped my confidence, my esteem
s—craped and scarred my core
sharp
like the quills of a porcupine
*
~through~
*
Your
non-existent-dearly-bereft-dead
care
(do you?)
and
attention
(are you even listening?)
seals my fate
like a black cat
crossing my path
*
~with~
*
Your
walking away,
as
d—own low
-e—mpty
--e—mpty
---p—lace
as the gap
it created,
was like a key
that opened
the door
to a new future
for me, not us,
for me
not
*
~you~
*
Thanks for reading!
Author's Notes: Poem...with lots of different formatting elements and acrostics, using Poppy's Prompts 10 words.
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Comments (18)
Wow, fantastic work! The emotion really came through also the acrostic finesse is marvelous and added another layer that worked so well.
The awesome acrostics make this extra special. ⚡♥️⚡
I’m blushing - so much romance here hahah! Nah, great layout and use of the words..many intriguing lines in here, Paul!
I love the emotion in this. Once again, you master the stream of consciousness marvellously!
I really liked all the little acrostics included within this piece! Really fantastic work, Paul!
Pretty clever putting— I AM THROUGH WITH YOU — in there. I also loved the sand dune line. It was a very effective way to describe the weight of misery.
And this is why I crowned you the King of Acrostics! Gosh soooo many Acrostics within one poem and yet it still had such a smooth flow to it! Pray tell, Sir Paul, how long did it take for you to complete this?
This is superb, my liege: no conventional form can contain your wit for long!
Ohhh, good job, Paul! I don't think I could pull something like this off!
Oh!! This is the "acrostic" you were talking to me about!!! There's so many layers and different versions within one piece!! I absolutely love this Paul!! I was tempted to try to print this just so I could puzzle out all the different avenues this goes in!! So clever!!
Extremely creative… as always 🙃… at first, I was curious about the words in bold… then I had to whiz through & read them quickly 😃
You really went all-out on this one! I have to admit, I have a hard time finding the flow in pieces with so may layers, but that's my own failing, and you have a well-honed set of skills for these. Brilliantly done, sir!
Very creative. Well done, buddy. This is brilliant.
After reading and reading and deciphering what I could of the code I concluded that this is a person/ mentality that I could do without in my life!! So glad there was a key that fits a lock to another door at the end of the poem-- hopefully it might lead to a better vista!
‘Seals my fate like a black cat crossing…’ this is genius. Painful and very angry words, but I detect regret as well.
wow
This was quite different. Like the spelling of the vertical words with the beginning letters of most of the lines. Great creative work.
This is brilliant!