Nette Onclaud Poet Dramatic Verse

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Coal of Duskfall

Even the pang that duskfall leaves me
is a slow fire in itself
that burns like oil on my pores
till the falling of another night,
when once again aloneness steals the luster
in the sky to burn within my heart
like a treacherous destiny, 
burying me from adventurous trails.

I should have known...
there is no real dream between
fate's seemingly empty promises
and the runaway moon's brief goodbyes:
With this damn thought; life is a play,
a flavor bitter as an  aftertaste on my tongue
when a groan washes tears away...
never shading me from this coal of isolation

that I am gone, done unto dusk's remains.


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Contest of Edward Ibeh: Misery
01/01/2019

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Heidi Sands January 5, 2019 at 8:18 PM Congratulations for your win Nette! :)

Edward Ibeh January 5, 2019 at 8:17 PM Thanks for taking part in my contest, Nette!:-) Congratulations on your win! Very well-written!

Line Gauthier January 5, 2019 at 6:53 PM Congrats on your win, nette. Well penned.

Connie Marcum Wong January 2, 2019 at 5:35 PM Brilliant writing Nette! I hope this awesome poem gets high honors! Blessings for a wonderful new year my friend! : ) xxoo

Susan Ashley January 1, 2019 at 6:35 PM Your introspection of such sadness and angst is expressed so beautifully in dark dramatic fashion, Nette. Your imagery of misery is compelling and profound. Best wishes for a win and my warmest wishes to you for a happy new year.. ~Susan

Besma Riabi Dziri January 1, 2019 at 1:14 PM I have a sweet aftertaste of your exquisite write! Such a deep pain emanates from a profound perception.. Such a meticulous description and impressive imagery rendered by a masterful pen, a diver into poetry beauty! A great joy to read despite the tone of bitterness and ache.. A FAV and a win! Happy New Year and blessings dear nette.

Joseph May January 1, 2019 at 12:54 PM Well written Nette...I especially liked the 2nd stanza...Happy 2019!..

Lawrence Sharp January 1, 2019 at 11:08 AM Thick with gloom, and very compelling. Poetry at its finest.

Tom Cunningham January 1, 2019 at 10:33 AM A brilliant write Nette, dark and sombre. Good luck, I'm sure this will place well. Tom.

John Hamilton January 1, 2019 at 9:51 AM This is great writing Nette, look like another winner to me!

Vijay Pandit January 1, 2019 at 9:40 AM A superb write as always, Nette. These lines say it all: there is no real dream between fate's seemingly empty promises and the runaway moon's brief goodbyes. A winning poem you wrote my friend.

Heidi Sands January 1, 2019 at 9:29 AM Wow! Well written and excellent submission for the contest. Happy New Year Nette ! :)

Silent One January 1, 2019 at 9:23 AM Damn... now this poem is emotively sad right from the first line... Excellent entry for the contest..