Fragrancia Pura (The journey within - the land without)

I came into this world of light
and soon I knew its bitter bite.
From early on I heard the screams:
Pariah! Outcast! World of dreams!

I stood aside and watched the show,
beneath the evening skies that glow.
The plight of man: a soul aware
and everlasting death its share.

I tread across the falling snows
among majestic pines, in rows.
The solitude and bristling cold,
suits a soul prematurely old.

I topped a hill and stared across
a landscape still with poignant loss.
The land remembers and it weeps
for purest hearts and lesser creeps.

Behind a stained-glass windowpane,
I watched the fall of acid rain.
I cut my wrist and bled to feed
the slurping gutters fervent need.

Poetry by An-ders
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Written on 2009-06-09 at 11:13

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A stirring, moving text, with a great rhythm and rhyme. Nice job!

melanie sue
Good form, great rhyme, dark contents......enjoyed the read, despite the shudder the last stanza provoked in me.

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Yes, I like the smooth of this too, along with the images the text presents. Thanks.

i loved reading this one! the rhyme is descrete and, really, genious. i don't really like rhyme since it is often not that well done, but this is smooth and rhythmic. i love the picture this poem paints for me. i'm going on to read more of your stuff! well done! :)