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My Ending
By Luke B-Quist
...Hence, my final poem.
Beautiful it is…
The enigmatic elegance of this portrait,
That is cascaded into the night sky above my head.
But beauty cannot live forever…
The blissful scene of ecstasy is destroyed
Within the "cleansing" acids of my opaque reality.
Any my presence is ignored by all those who breathe.
nice work here...
nice little thought that settles in...
nice work bloom.
Great...you were able to evoke such strong emotion in such a small package which i suppose is in part because of your effect on PS so we know "the backstory" so to speak, dope man, your work will be missed, but not forgotten, 1luv.
Wow.
This is really damn good. Especially for a short poem. You made every word count. You have a liking of the word "enigmatic". I don't know, just noticed. No rhyme scheme, but it flowed good, rhythm as smooth. Very deep, probably the best I've seen you write in a while. Everything was good, I really have nothing to give you as far as something to improve on. Every line was very well written, and every word was made to count. Hope you keep writing man.
Pancakez.