A ray of light falls from the window
perched above, within the wall,
glass shut tight to bar the shadows,
drapes drawn in to bar the cold.
Intensified by the lofty lens,
the pungent stream cuts through to earth,
where lie those who dwell in darkness,
knowing not of wisdom's worth.
Pierce the eyes of drifting wanderers,
shifting through the mire of men,
lifting them from muck to substance,
blinding them to earth's entrapments,
shattered past now burns away,
melted down and cast anew,
giving life from death's decay.
Insulated from life's quarrels
many now would call him mad,
rebuilding life now brick by brick,
nothing left of what he had.
Turned away from hollow treasures
facing now the hallowed light,
eyes averted from the shadows
fights against them with all might.















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lifting them from muck to substance
blinding them to earth's entrapments,
entrapments seemed awkward.
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Unfortunately, I type faster than I think.
I see what you mean, I kinda made that line sorta awkward when I broke the pattern of rhythm on that line... but I suppose the word "entrapments" is also a little awkward... I'll reflect on it...
Again, thank you ^_^ I see you've written some stuff too, so I'll try to take a look at what you've written sometime soon.
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Unfortunately, I type faster than I think.
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I really admire you work, but sadly I haven't had time to read any literature from dA recently... and by "recently" I mean "in the past 3 months"... ><;
Hopefully I'll have some time this weeked and I'll comment on some of your works.
Anyway, thanks for bringing the spelling error to my attention, I'll go fix that right away.
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Art is showing others what you live.
I am aware that I'm a young, perhaps naïve artist. I am trying to improve and grow. I want to learn, however I can. I want to see what can be done by others, even myself. Forgive my mistakes - I am always learning.
I never thought anyone would like this one so much. It's odd, I didn't post works of this nature originally because I thought people would be almost scared to read them, or they would not grasp what I was trying to say(not trying to sound pretentious or anything... just, I've posted works involving some hard topics lately...) Speaking of which, what did you get out of it anyway?
Also, it's been in the Calliope box in my English class since the first deadline xD I hope they like it as much as you did.
Well, here goes. A figurative man once hid himself from the rest of the world, revelling in ignorance. Some...higher power has cast light on this man, so that he may see the faults of his ways. An epiphany, rebirth of sorts. Where he once felt at home in the shadows and darkness, he now fights against their temptation with everything he has. I know that I've missed much, but every step I take to figuring it out, I think of a reason why it doesn't work.
Haha, excellent.
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Art is showing others what you live.
I am aware that I'm a young, perhaps naïve artist. I am trying to improve and grow. I want to learn, however I can. I want to see what can be done by others, even myself. Forgive my mistakes - I am always learning.
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