My voice is only whispering against
The ideas that are scattered by the wind
I try to catch the thread of unraveled
Thoughts on my outstretched fingers
And yet They circle, touching nothing
Like sand running through closed hopes
Falling to the ground to be stepped on
By the shuffling feet of indifference
My tears are dry and transparent, salted
By the desert of my imagination.
Never freed from the saline river beds
Resolving to deny my sorrow’s request
And yet They fall, tracing shadowy paths
Across transparent scars that never heal
The translucent realities only
Seen when darkness unveils the truth to me.
My breath is the acceptance of a hope
Inhaled into the empty memories
Of what may never be created by
Passing words from a gilded razor’s edge
And yet, Life coalesces inside my soul
Filling my cold despair with direction
Allowing me to live and accept love
Breathed into me from something once unknown
Author notes
Life seems to be unceasably hopeful
Written December 6th, 2005
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Very well done piece. I enjoyed it very much. Great job
Soulful Woman -
Expressive writing....the whole poem sounds like one big sigh. Perhaps a signature poem with the razors-edge reference? Keep writing.
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And yet, Life coalesces inside my soul
"Filling my cold despair with direction
Allowing me live and accept love
Breathed into me from something once unknown" These words are truly of nothing else...HOPE..! I hope for you, Razor.. that you have found your recollection of love. In the history of your molecular knowledge, stores your precious facits of passion. Thus, your door opens ernestly to find a treasure. The question is however...to achieve this notion is to accept the willingness of a true love, of oneself?
Your friend always, Sophie
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a real intense emotions, so surreal that captures the reader to walk through these words, very well intended, and quite amazing, missed you so, how are you? hoping all is well...Rena~
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Fantastic
WOW that was an intense ride, enjoyed muchly by me. Fantastic write razor it was very thought provoking, i found myself lost there for quite some time. Amazing poem, but yours generally are. Great write -
nice
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