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Swirl Of Twirling World
JN (12-21-89 / St.Paul Minnesota)

Swirl Of Twirling World

The waters of a motionless town
Seem to stand on pause
Like the lion hunting it’s prey
Readying up it’s claws
Out of the darkness with a tip of a blade
Into shadow with the smirk of the dead
With eyes so dark, eyes so cold
Twisting and turning inside a head
Blood is rushing out of the palms
Gushing and pouring into a swirl
Taking a shape, taking a form
Creating innocence, a little girl

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Comments (3)

The most overlooked things can be the root of why some distroy things. Its what I got out of it because like hookey YOu talked about a town being motionless readying up its claws like a lion getting ready to hunt like society just watches bad things take forum and they just let it happen. Then 'Out of the darkness with a tip of a blade' the real bad things in the world go unnoticed compared to things that are the real crime. ' ' With eyes so dark, eyes so cold twisting and turning inside a head Blood is rushing out of palms Gushing and pouring into a swril, Taking a shape, Taking form Creating innocence, a Little girl' Things arent all they seem maybe? Thats how I thought of it randomness everywhere I know.. wow yeah JOey I really like thi poem bravo *claps*
It doesn't really have any deeper meaning to it. I just started it a while ago when I was trying to sleep and I just finished it recently. If you do find a deeper meaning, please tell me, I would like to know.
The meter and rhyme was nice. I can understand the literal meaning of this poem, but I do not understand what it is really trying to say. Would the author mind elaborating?