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Nightmarish Perfume (poem)

Updated on May 18, 2015

The knife the blood the silence in the air

The emptiness which looms from everywhere

The fog which shrouds some feeling of despair

What is this shadowed secret I must bear


Within the poison stillness of my room

As nighttime does the breath of light consume

Deep in my soul some meaning I exhume

To end the course of nightmarish perfume


Regret of death is weighing with the air

As blood laced steel my every thought consume

I dread and fear what truth they may exhume

What endless dirge of sorrows will time bear


What course played out has made this fear filled room

Which searches for some solace everywhere

But in my hand I carried my despair

Familiar grew the nightmarish perfume


My heart was struck uncertainty I bear

A picture bore the cause of my despair

As memories of screams filled everywhere

The knife the blood the silence in the air

To confound the mystery even more


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      Catherine Tally 2 years ago from Los Angeles

      Nicely done, Martin:)

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      Shauna L Bowling 2 years ago from Central Florida

      Gruesome! Nightmares will haunt him forever but will never bring her back.

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      John Hansen 2 years ago from Queensland Australia

      Very good poem Martin. A poetic thriller.