My conquest is not this.
I have not battled endless nights,
To be left here gasping at your shadow.
Weak from a touch that I fear
Will never erase my memory of you.
A warrior built on the foundations of love;
Harsh and unforgiving.
Stabbing me every night in the chest
As a reminder of how
I fell in love
Stitching myself inside of your wounds.
You deceived me;
Shipwrecking me against those oceans of endless blue,
That spoke to me of an infinity
More vast than the sky.
You are dead to me now.
Lost to a war
That I never armed myself to fight.
A widow to a ghost
That distorts my dignity;
Into shapes of poisoned arrows.
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Written August 1st, 2006
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a good poem, ah we deceive ourselves at times i think, saying things like you are dead to me for we loved initially, but the pain twists so we say hate and sorrow
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excellent write
The pain we allow ourselves in our search for love. Love hurts...Seems like it should not be. As you so state
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Excellent
Beautifully written yet again my dear lady ... You marry your words into such beautiful unions ... You leave me speachless yet again.
Take care dear friend,
Sammy -
Bravo!
An extremely poignant piece, well told, unhappily, too many of us can identify with this! Excellent! Bravo! -
Ms Aliana, You write beautifully. Yet I'm sure you play emotional games with me. I'm thinking you have ramance enough for all with some spare propects waiting in the wings. I'm sure 'my' Ms Aliana is not a barron as the rest of us who are forces to read. --- Thank you.
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Thank you all
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wow...sorry about what happened to you, and your poem was a powerful write. speechless.
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We lower walls to give our all
and hope for a return
But often we are played for fools
and often too get burned
But stronger we are made through it
and hopefully don't retreat
For only in resiliency
will we never find defeat
Hugs...Eddy -
This is powerful and though the metaphors are a bit mixed, it is a blend which works to enhance the outcry of the piece. Some of the images were so poignant and deep they made me want to write something.
"Stitching myself inside of your wounds."
This was mesmerizing. Bravo! -
i am quite speechless the extended metaphor and the way you delivered it was very effective.
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Darling
Your metaphors do mix
as your feelings fix
yet for all this
you mourn lost bliss.
Smoosh
Janet -
Thank you very much
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love is indestructable and we can't erase it from our hearts. something i wrote about in a recent poem. i liked this a lot.
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Great expression and imagery
I am so sorry you have been through such a traumatic experience.
Those who attest love and then deceive are never really erased from your heart.
Great imagery. I loved it!
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