"limelit" poems - Hello Poetry

Limelit tendrils kiss her face, A muscular ball gown crowned with a poisonous dew. Before the light, as a tiny arrowhead in indoor dirt Acid steeped inside her while she waited for the day and grew. She waits still for the day when she escapes and exhales In a virulent chemical coronation with much ado. Her green ****** breath will choke your lungs and Lay waste to all things in a pheremonic haze and glue. Concrete parts for her roots in the noxious shade of a wilted steel jungle As she scrapes the sky like a biocidal yew. Useless eyes rotting out of useless skulls, Pulling species to their knees to subdue. An orgiastic tundra of moss and skin and fur Piling like toxic snow on a human avenue. Cold-skinned vines pulsate toward one another Humming strangely and whipping through And ever upward to meet the bright desert light Beyond her glorious emerald lair of flesh and mildew.

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May 27, 2015

May 27, 2015 at 9:38 PM UTC

glottonous

Among the Zinnias

Limelit tendrils kiss her face, A muscular ball gown crowned with a poisonous dew. Before the light, as a tiny arrowhead in indoor dirt Acid steeped inside her while she waited for the day and grew. She waits still for the day when she escapes and exhales In a virulent chemical coronation with much ado. Her green ****** breath will choke your lungs and Lay waste to all things in a pheremonic haze and glue. Concrete parts for her roots in the noxious shade of a wilted steel jungle As she scrapes the sky like a biocidal yew. Useless eyes rotting out of useless skulls, Pulling species to their knees to subdue. An orgiastic tundra of moss and skin and fur Piling like toxic snow on a human avenue. Cold-skinned vines pulsate toward one another Humming strangely and whipping through And ever upward to meet the bright desert light Beyond her glorious emerald lair of flesh and mildew.

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You hurt each other all the time You fight, ignore, plague each other in rhyme The first one is the oldest She is burdened to succeed She's withers away as life takes it's toll Once a limelit life filled with opus Now swallows her with greed The pole stains more than just her soul The second one is the baby She cries out for attention Everything will never be enough Success in life she found the key Her struggles she'd not mention Weak inside but her exterior, tough You cause each other pain and jade For both your sakes I hope this will fade

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Jan 5, 2018

Jan 5, 2018 at 3:26 PM UTC

MadBunnyScientist

Sisters

You hurt each other all the time You fight, ignore, plague each other in rhyme The first one is the oldest She is burdened to succeed She's withers away as life takes it's toll Once a limelit life filled with opus Now swallows her with greed The pole stains more than just her soul The second one is the baby She cries out for attention Everything will never be enough Success in life she found the key Her struggles she'd not mention Weak inside but her exterior, tough You cause each other pain and jade For both your sakes I hope this will fade

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Does my life lie within the sighs of limelit crying? Stained forever, its dim, outshined, most importantly, not shining. Loose Dying by the poorest of timing, it seems strange of me. Not to mention that chirping Usurping Word murdering phrases curdling and unsuddenly curling nails back, furling the unfurled. It's not working.

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Mar 10, 2020

Mar 10, 2020 at 9:53 AM UTC

JessterDerek

Its sour milk, i won't drink it

Does my life lie within the sighs of limelit crying? Stained forever, its dim, outshined, most importantly, not shining. Loose Dying by the poorest of timing, it seems strange of me. Not to mention that chirping Usurping Word murdering phrases curdling and unsuddenly curling nails back, furling the unfurled. It's not working.

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