Pulsar
A poem vaguely connected to a star.
It is time to swallow the neon lights, the pretty purple and blues.
Enough years have passed to put a cold gleam in his eyes
And a raging, burning hunger in his chest that will devour everything.
It will blast him apart and he will collapse into a pretty little pulsar,
Emitting the same flashing lights that he has swallowed.
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It is time to burn and blaze and blow up beneath grey clouds
And give the world something to watch in horror.
The nights are long and cold and black, dismal in their making.
This pretty little implosion will color them bright with terror,
Bright with the fear that should have always been in the neon lights.
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It is time to implode, bleed, and turn into something violently bright.
It is time for the windchimes to sing with the arrival of the storm,
Of the destruction of what was and the construction of what will be.
Let him pulse.
Let the world turn to ash and shift into something new.
About the Creator
Silver Daux
Shadowed souls, cursed magic, poetry that tangles itself in your soul and yanks out the ugly darkness from within. Maybe there's something broken in me, but it's in you too.
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Comments (18)
Damned if it didn't keep my attention from start to finish! I felt such... triumph at the end? Was that the intention? I'm no great shakes at poetry, no real sense of it, but I speak from the heart when I say good bloody work! This was... this was something else.
Excellent work!!
Truly a brilliant and viscerally exciting piece 👌🏆
Breathtaking. Congratulations on Top Story; it's extremely well deserved.
Congrats mate, good to see you notching up some well deserved 'Top Story' gongs.
Congratulations on your top story.
You're a bright beam of pulsating talent; yes the world must be a beter place. Congratulations on Top Story!
Beautiful job!
Deeply ominous, and every line so striking. Congrats on the Top Story!
Powerful! Let him pulse. Let the world turn to ash and shift into something new. I'm waiting. Congrats on TS🥳
Congratulations!!! ❤️❤️
Woooo, 2 tops in one day. That is awesome. So glad your work is being recognized. Congrats!
I love the urgency and sensations, here. I paused at the windchimes, for some reason that line immersed me deeper—like a lull before the crescendo. Beautiful!
Stunning imagery! Such a saga of beauty, death, destruction, fear, and change! Well written and jaw dropping!!
Unique as always, your creativity is imaginable! Incredibly done! 💌
This is incredible. I can picture this being a voiceover during a dramatic movie scene. I adored it.
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Surrendering the self for creative ends--a noble ambition!