Original DDE™ surrealistic art: “So This Is Love” by: rob kistner © 2/20/24
Sing to me my sweet sweet lover
songs as soft as silk and satin
sensual as a strangled embrace
chill winter sun upon our face
promise me the world is ours
that this perfect moment’s endless
lift me up on rapture’s cloud
as my failing heart bleeds out loud
make melody set sail our souls
fill our hearts with passion’s fire
smother me in scorched sweet kisses
oh what a bloody bliss this is
come to me and take me timeless
sweep me off to ecstasy
enfold me in your ecstatic dreams
drink my life milk — squelch my screams
Original DDE™ surrealistic art: “Vanishing Act”
by: rob kistner © 2/20/24
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rob kistner © 2024
Poetry at: dVerse
~Cobain was obsessed with death and suicide~
“sensual as a strangled embrace” and “drink my life milk muffling my screams” definitely exemplify someone deeply troubled emotionally. Almost like a love affair of hating oneself.
It’s Kobain’s fascination with death and suicide that inspired lyrics to this piece. It’s nothing I’m harboring inside.
I love the way you painted the passion in such blood-filled words… it does make sense, and made me think of “the world is a vampire” which is how a song by Smashing Pumpkin begins (bullet with butterfly wings)
Cain was obsessed with death and suicide. That’s what inspired when I read. Nothing I’m harboring inside.
Beautifully done!
Thank you Kim… a bit of dark chocolate… 🙂
I listened to the music before I read your “stellar” poetry! Music I had never heard. I was an Aerosmith and Queen fan back in the day. A huge “Bravo and Well Done” from me.
PS, had a hard time getting thru the wailing on Come On Death.
Sorry to put you through that Helen, this time the music was not there to entertain — it was there to paint a picture of Kurt Cobain‘s brain. He was always a disturbed young man, talented, bold, but definitely disturbed.
Thank you Helen. 🙂
Gorgeous, dark passion seeping through every line, Rob!
Loved “lift me up on rapture’s cloud
as my failing heart bleeds out loud.”
Thsnk you Dora… 🙂
Great poem, Rob!
Thank you Jay… 🙂
He was deeply troubled, yet so talented!!
Damn.
The creative mind intends to look deeply at things Yvonne, and the deeper you look, the more disturbing life can look. It’s kind of a catch 22.
Really like this one, Rob.
The first stanza is already awesome, this line in particular:
“songs as soft as silk and satin”.
Thank you Jan… 🙂