What do you think of this poem I wrote titled
Emotional Apocalyse.
Addiction, an emotionless substance,
enters to the Conscious involuntary
Gazes the clear blue skies
Discovers a pleasing array of aromas
Savors the clean taste of the air
Listens to soft harmonies
Caressed by the cool, moist air
Accidentally destroys self-esteem, self-respect and personality
Sees changes that could be made
and decides to permanently stay
As Addiction quickly grows dominated
Inhabiting Emotions confront Addiction
There’s Love, she hates Addition
Happiness cries as he curses Addiction
Serene looks at Addiction with her crossed-eyes
Joy complains she always aching.
Pleasure swears she’s going to slit her wrist
These emotions combine to be Tranquil
In an attempt to get rid of Addiction
Because they grows steadily weaker
And blame Addiction for the missing self-esteem, self-respect and personality
Next there’s Hatred, he loves Addiction
Sadness smiles as she embraces Addiction
Anger feels calm in his life
Pain raises his hands and praises Addiction
Misery sees a bright future in his life
These emotions combine to be Fury
which growing depended on Addiction
Seeming going grower stronger
thanking Addiction for ridding self-esteem, self-respect and personality
Tranquil and Fury engage in peace-talk
as war plans are devised as the Emotions negotiate
The skies turn gray
creating of weapons create toxins
and unavoidable acid favor
Cries of worries and pride rang
Air turns chilly and misty
Yet neither side could work out a peace solution
and blame each side for the missing self-esteem, self-respect and personality
At nightfall Tranquil and Fury gather allies
Addiction hides
Tranquil mounted against Fury
Emotions become armed Warriors
Armed with weapons
Engaging in war
Weapons project, populating skies
Moans rang
Warriors become carcasses
Until battlefield becomes silent graveyard
As hot wind blows,
Addiction comes out of hiding
Looks lightning crashes across the cloudy reddish skies
Weapons and carcasses lie in bloody rubble
Smoky burning smell
The air has an acid favor
Echoes of moans and crackling electricity quickly become mute
Addiction wonders through bloody rubble
Love is the first found, crashed by rocks
Hatred is crucified on tree in the far
Serene is beheaded
Anger is burned to a crisp
Pain lies with bullet wound in bloodbath
Joy is electrocuted
Happiness is lynched
Sadness has suffocated
Misery has pierced with blades and pinned to the ground
Scraps of Pleasure cover ground in the right
Gory remains of emotions shattered the environment
In the far, self-esteem body has rotted
There`s no evidence of self-respect
Personality has decayed
Addiction shrugs its shoulders
saying, “Oh well.”
Addiction looks at the sky
As it fades black,
The smell of dead bodies strengths
Addiction has sour taste
Dead silence rings
as weather turns frozen
Emotional Apocalyse.
Addiction, an emotionless substance,
enters to the Conscious involuntary
Gazes the clear blue skies
Discovers a pleasing array of aromas
Savors the clean taste of the air
Listens to soft harmonies
Caressed by the cool, moist air
Accidentally destroys self-esteem, self-respect and personality
Sees changes that could be made
and decides to permanently stay
As Addiction quickly grows dominated
Inhabiting Emotions confront Addiction
There’s Love, she hates Addition
Happiness cries as he curses Addiction
Serene looks at Addiction with her crossed-eyes
Joy complains she always aching.
Pleasure swears she’s going to slit her wrist
These emotions combine to be Tranquil
In an attempt to get rid of Addiction
Because they grows steadily weaker
And blame Addiction for the missing self-esteem, self-respect and personality
Next there’s Hatred, he loves Addiction
Sadness smiles as she embraces Addiction
Anger feels calm in his life
Pain raises his hands and praises Addiction
Misery sees a bright future in his life
These emotions combine to be Fury
which growing depended on Addiction
Seeming going grower stronger
thanking Addiction for ridding self-esteem, self-respect and personality
Tranquil and Fury engage in peace-talk
as war plans are devised as the Emotions negotiate
The skies turn gray
creating of weapons create toxins
and unavoidable acid favor
Cries of worries and pride rang
Air turns chilly and misty
Yet neither side could work out a peace solution
and blame each side for the missing self-esteem, self-respect and personality
At nightfall Tranquil and Fury gather allies
Addiction hides
Tranquil mounted against Fury
Emotions become armed Warriors
Armed with weapons
Engaging in war
Weapons project, populating skies
Moans rang
Warriors become carcasses
Until battlefield becomes silent graveyard
As hot wind blows,
Addiction comes out of hiding
Looks lightning crashes across the cloudy reddish skies
Weapons and carcasses lie in bloody rubble
Smoky burning smell
The air has an acid favor
Echoes of moans and crackling electricity quickly become mute
Addiction wonders through bloody rubble
Love is the first found, crashed by rocks
Hatred is crucified on tree in the far
Serene is beheaded
Anger is burned to a crisp
Pain lies with bullet wound in bloodbath
Joy is electrocuted
Happiness is lynched
Sadness has suffocated
Misery has pierced with blades and pinned to the ground
Scraps of Pleasure cover ground in the right
Gory remains of emotions shattered the environment
In the far, self-esteem body has rotted
There`s no evidence of self-respect
Personality has decayed
Addiction shrugs its shoulders
saying, “Oh well.”
Addiction looks at the sky
As it fades black,
The smell of dead bodies strengths
Addiction has sour taste
Dead silence rings
as weather turns frozen
