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Sara Jama's Venom and Stardust Contest ~ 6/13/26

Deeper Into Darkness

I am grieving for our yesterdays
when your eyes spoke to me of love
  when the moon still rose in the night
     before its soft glow faded and died.
I've learned not to trust eyes that tell lies
and a tongue that spews illicit words 
as if you were merely playing a game.
  Your malice doused the flames of desire,
     its ashes carried away on the wind.

I am sinking into the depths of an abyss,
miserably mourning and feeling abused, 
  tormented by the memory of you,
    feeling foolish thinking your vows were true.
There are times I still hear your toxic words
haunting me as your acidic tongue drips venom 
  that drivel over me; lethal as a dose of foxglove.
How can it be that love seeps from curling words
into a floundering bloodstream inside my heart?

You called it love but that's a chameleon's lie.
Your deception wounds my body and scars my soul,
  with an infection that leaves me mortified,
    spilling tears I cannot hide or staunch.
I've traveled a thousand miles from yesterday.
  Each one plunged me deeper into darkness,
    wallowing in stygian shadows.

As I slip into the void of this endless black,
I lack the will and resolve to live like this
with your acrimonious venom flowing in my veins.
An asp you are to bite the one who loves you.
I'm left to wander in desolation,
  unloved, unwanted and desperate for the destiny
    that once I would have berated myself to seek.
No longer can I bear to gaze at starlight
  or the glow of moonlight in stellar skies.
Celestial beauty holds no allure for me.
   I yearn for eternal rest with stardust memories.

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Nazia Sultan July 17, 2026 at 11:34 PM Deeper Into Darkness*" is devastatingly beautiful. The way you turn love into venom, moonlight into ash, and memories into an abyss... it feels so real. Lines like "your acidic tongue drips venom that drivel over me; lethal as a dose of foxglove"and An asp you are to bite the one who loves you"are pure poetry.

Andrea Dietrich July 17, 2026 at 4:36 PM Deep writing and I loved your use of the prompt. Stygian shadows really stood out for me along with a number of other very cool lines you came up with. Congrats on your well deserved win

Ink Empress June 15, 2026 at 12:25 PM Ah the emotional depth of betrayal etc is so very heart wrenchin dear Linnersz, The last line here stood out for me how youv written for the prompt and gone along with the concept of it so very poignantly. It feels like a poetic confession. I really felt the lines "You called it love but that's a chameleon's lie. Your deception wounds my body and scars my soul," iv seen too much of that! And its not an easy place or feeling to endure! Pleasure reading. Best wishes. Sending you light always Lin Lane June 15, 2026 at 1:01 PM Thank you for feeling my words, Ink. You always swim in the deeper end of my lines. Only a heart who's feared the drowning can comprehend the heartbreak and sorrow. Merci, my sweet friend. ;-)

Connie Pachecho June 14, 2026 at 7:48 AM Lin, I see your poetry and artwork in a Hallmark greeting card. I think it's that good compared to what's out there. Thanks for sharing. Lin Lane June 14, 2026 at 9:50 AM Thank you, Connie. I am grateful that you think so highly of my arts. I haven't bought a greeting card in years. I paint little scenes on card stock instead.

Frederic Parker June 14, 2026 at 7:19 AM The depth and breadth of this poem span the journey with a lover where passion dissolved into a memory by uncontrollable winds that brought a pain that will stay as a darker stain on the heart as a reminder of the cost when love is an illusion used as a weapon, my first thought after reading, dear poet Lin Lane June 14, 2026 at 9:49 AM You see and feel the pain and heartache in my lines and between them, Frederic. Thank you very much for your insightful knowledge.

Jan Allison June 13, 2026 at 9:49 AM WOW Lin, talk about betrayal - so glad I can't relate to this one in my personal life! hugs jan xx Lin Lane June 14, 2026 at 9:48 AM That must be an awful feeling... so much so that you'd be willing to die for it. I can't imagine losing myself that deeply over a lost love. Thanks, Jan.