Tainted Souls Poem by Fab Ricciardi

Tainted Souls

Rating: 2.5


Trying to redefine
What the truth really means.
Denial, abuse, and violence,
Fills the now filthy, polluted air.

An unforgiving truth
Remains and resides in the soul,
A soul left tarnished,
Tormented and tainted
By violated spirits
Strangled by the truth.

Irresistible pleasures of
Deniable wisdom,
Softly caressing the
Tortured being,
Blinded by the truth of its
Surreal existence.

Unforgiving humiliation of
Denial and temptation,
Endless stories of
Redemption without salvation.

Cluttered confusion of
Denial and illusion,
Tainted, tattered souls
Looking for excuses.

Redefining the desire of
The soul’s inner fire to
Allow retribution for its
Wrongful contribution.

Tainted souls
Never to be cleansed again,
Tainted souls,
It’s way too late.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Kay Staley 06 October 2014

I just wonder where the author stands with this? Is the authors soul tainted too? Who is this poem adressed too? Who is he to brand the souls as tainted? Nice horrifying imagery and language. Fun to read but needs more details and less vagueness. It could be a little bit colder, harsher and more ironic for my taste.

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Jessica Galvan 25 February 2006

your like me, your rage against the world is sense we'll have to get used to

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