Blood and Fairy Tales

[Spekz.]

Blood and Fairy Tales
By:Spekz.

Once upon a time,
imagination spoke no end
but time is cruel,
and reality was born.

Rancid aroma expands
Unbound from the spine
Torn from fairy lands.
I am depicted a teller,
Short of breath
In attempt to vent
Through closed teeth,
Words script
On my heavy chest
Weeping unicorn tears.
A voice clears my throat,
Only to accidently scream;
Spilling children’s laughter.
Reality signs in.

Lyrical twine,
Roped in death
From the mane
Of a lion,
Torn from the tail
Of a silk tailed steed.
Becomes a partner
To a golden needle,
In attempts to silence
A smile.

Slowly,
Crimson blood
Rains from the skies
Drowning,
The very tongue,
That’s enlightened young lives
Gentley etching a world
Seen only on a child’s eyes.
Glossed over; but smiling.
Lines pull tight,
Lips cease in arrest.
Resting upon one another
In defeat; reality wins.

The knife turns,
Forced in my throat
My voice runs,
-hides;
no longer able to seek
a starving ear.
I carve fairy tales now,
In solitude, - my mind.
For with death,
Introduces me to earth,
Where I may seed the lives
Of the young minds
Not afraid to watch the clouds
Mate with the top of an oak-tree,
And doze off,
Far, far away from reality…
…and imagine a world
truly their own.


They took away the tales I spoke,
Because their elder minds…
…simply refuse to believe.

Children,
Reality is; what you dream it to be.

[Spekz.]

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[Spekz.]

Upping.

[Orc]

sup. good stuff man, i think you really encaptured the dreamstate you tried to convey. your wording was beautiful at times.

Torn from the tail
Of a silk tailed steed.

haha ^ that was great, i love reading stuff like that. the poem itself had a cool message behind it. many ppl would have wrote about this and made it corny, it's good in itself that you managed to not do it, haha. i noticed one spelling mistake, it should have been gently. there was some weird punctuation too man. anyway, your opening stanza was my fav. loved how you portrayed the idea of reality a a whole. as i mentioned ealrier, the tone of the piece as great .. sort of a sit back & enjoy sort of vibe. overall a great piece.

[Orc]

i went to nom this but there's no thread. remind me.

[Soul Slayer]

I think this was a lovely piece.... The emotion was evident through out the read and you did this in a nice tone while portraying your point of view. The flow was nice and crisp and it was easy to follow. No forced lines or anything of that nature. The pieced meshed in together to make one coherent read. Big up mayne.

[Soule]

Seeing as this already nominated, that saves me sometime of doing such myself.


Your wording was really beautiful as pointed out by Teej. I feel that lion line was pretty well set mate. Your imagery was beyong amazing in this piece dude. And that's something I really look for in a poem is a solid imagery that isn't done elementary. And you walked the line with this beast dude. Emotion was pretty straight as well but I felt that your visuality was what carried this with the assistence of your wording. All flowed very well. Keep it up man.

[Cody Nash]

good read again my dude... pretty straight forward... not a bad piece at all, everything flowed well together... and you had a lot of great lines in there like,

The knife turns,
Forced in my throat
My voice runs,
-hides;
no longer able to seek
a starving ear.
I carve fairy tales now,
In solitude, - my mind.


^to me, that was the best part of this. this hit hard with the storyline to me... it was so deep and each line had me going like damn, Damn, DAMN!!! lol... again, not much else to say about this except that it was really worth the read. thanks man.


- Nash

[Vince]

Very nice poem here....it had this dreamy thing about it....Thats what you were going for and you executed very well but on the same token it had this reality about it cause you're message is that Dreams and Reality are alike because they become whatever you turn them into.....

Fav Lines:


I carve fairy tales now,
In solitude, - my mind.
For with death,
Introduces me to earth,
Where I may seed the lives
Of the young minds
Not afraid to watch the clouds
Mate with the top of an oak-tree,
And doze off,


these lines had me imagining a pastural setting on a Spring afternoon and a poet just laying under a tree....dosing off into euphoric daydreaming....

Nyce shyt SPekz.