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Black Eye

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The sense of dread you instill with your look
makes millions quake as if the whole Earth shook.
The world is well aware of the moves you make
But it’s impossible to predict the form it’ll take.
Their sharpest of scholars can’t cleave your disguise,
but I see the darkness that is haloed in your eyes.

Like an inbound disaster you deliver despair
when upon the land you fixate your stare.
Your visage is venom; there’s no point in hoping
that the people can rest with your black eyes open.
With fear as your feed, your appetite amplifies,
and I see the darkness that is haloed in your eyes.

Your timeline, your being, is immersed in obscurity
‘cuz a black eye needs no light to see.
It’s only when you surface to prowl for prey
those opaque orbs emerge to blot out the day.

I see the darkness that is haloed in your eyes;
the shadowed glare that hides your lies.
I sense the sickness plastered oln your face
and know how it spreads with its fetid embrace.
From the ashes in your aftermath you’ll hear our cries.
The passive shall pray and the strong shall rise,
and our radiance will filter through your pitch-black eyes.

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Finally, some new content!  I finished this yesterday at 6pm and boy was this a fun one to write.  This poem was musically inspired by a song called "Hands on the Water" by the band Skyhill which I found about 3 weeks ago, in which there was one particular line that really struck me: I see the darkness that is haloed in your eyes.  This line resonated with me instantaneously, and so a week later I began to write this poem using a combination of this line and twisting the meaning of the phrase "Black Eye" to create this piece of literature.  I conjured up the perfect performance in which to read off this poem, which I developed in only 20 minutes last night before I read it at the local Poetry Slam, so this poem was finalized close to the last minute.  The beginning of this Spring Semester at my college occupied most of my brain cells so it took awhile to make this poem, and I made many edits before I was satisfied enough to deem it done.  I hope you all enjoy this angsty poem, and I plan on doing more musically inspired poetry in the future.

EDIT 2/8/2016 - 

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Literature (c) ArtsyAmbassadorArt - Eric
Musical inspiration (c) Skyhill -  Hands on the Water
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I LOVED perceiving this piece. Just some assistance though, in the last stanza: "I sense the sickness plastered oln your face" I'm sure should read: "I sense the sickness plastered on your face" =]