Shiny, clear cones,
fall from the vast, blue-gray
shape, far above where the eye
can barely reach, to sweep over
graciously, as little miracles are produced
from it.
They reach the greenery,
longing to soak into the natural
colors that are sprouted from
The Sphere.
Millions of microsophic blinking
circles are watching you interestedly,
their gaze never leaving the devil of you,
sweeping over your body hungrily.
One in particular, the king, takes a liking to you.
He calls off his vicious longing of mankind,
because of one distorted face, crying out in pain.
His interest is far to short of time,
because no one has ever seen
your beautiful being again.
Now all that is left of you
is your disgusting soul, screaming out in agony.
Your bloody heart lay at his feet.
Now you are a shadow.
Dark and forgotten.
Points:
Time spent:
Canary word: Present
Possible AI signals:
Original Text:
Are you sure you want to delete this comment? This cannot be undone.
Mark this comment as a review? Points will be awarded to the poster.
Your comment was posted, but it wasn’t long enough to count as a review. Reviews need about four complete sentences (at least 250 characters). Try writing another review that explains your thoughts in more detail — the author will appreciate it, and you’ll earn points for it.
125,018 Literary Works • 672,855 Reviews
Thanks! Umm, I don't really know how to explain the part that you're confused about if you didn't catch the second meaning.....
Ow and the two wrong words are foregotten & beatiful
They should be forgotten and beautiful.
WOW, really good. I have to say you have a great imagination. Every single poem of yours is great! but You have two wrong spelled words and I got a little confused at the part:
His interest is far to short of time,
because no one has ever seen
your beatiful being again.
Now all that is left of you
is your disgusting soul, screaming out in agony.
Your bloody heart lay at his feet.
Now you are a shadow.
Dark and foregotten.
Still good job!!!