Warm Darkness

[obtuse vortex]

Light is warmer when dark
I'm okay. The shadows harmless,
grayscale, shapeless.
In dark I'm famous

Eyelids fastened together.
Regretless, innocent - my inner child
Life of smoke and mirrors,
awaiting new existence.

Candles cold, I'm warm in black.
Content, no forward or back.
Fingers pressing irises,
when in need of color.

Without light, is comfort and calm.
The fire stays safe from flame.
No fight, relaxed for now,
warm for one more day.

[elder tapir]

the first line immediately got me hooked on to the poem

[obtuse vortex]

Awesome

[slate scroll]

This idea is straight up amazing. How you make the darkness seem so comforting is a really hard thing to do. Throughout the poem is a contrast between light and dark which makes it so much deeper. There’s also an amazing flow from one line to another, which makes it sound natural and clean. I also like the mysterious tone in every line. I think that the confusion plays into the theme of the poem, but I think it’d be even better if you expanded on lines like, “In dark Im famous”. Overall, this is an excellent poem.

[obtuse vortex]

Thanks so much.. kinda funny how we both have thematic-relation in our posts 😉