The passion of my heart overflows like
rampaging waves that thrash the shore.
I am an ocean of melancholy memories.
Caught in a sea of disillusioned tears.
You were my Mount Sinai of effectual blessings,
entreating my yearning soul to love.
I wept at your footstool of affection.
As you embraced my utmost concerns
with warmth and earnest.
We sojourned together in the valley
of enchantment.
Capturing the essence of our need
in rapturous splendor.
Til that ill fated day when calamity
made mockery of our jubliance.
Unveiling the clandestine skeletons
of your sordid past.
Darkness crept inside our secluded
world of ecstasy, like procreating vines
upon an ancient edifice.
The venom of loathing cast shadows
of misery and heartache.
Rocking the foundations of our romance
until it collapsed under the extreme
jealousy of a forsaken beau.
A contest entry
- EMOTION SECRETS by R S Adams Jr.
1100 points, ended February 19, 2008, 19 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Comments
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wonderful imagery
This is truly telling me of an emotional experience which I can fell. The vocabulary is apt and the development of the theme, as you move through the agonies of forsaken romance.
Very descriptive.
Richard
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You already know how I feel about this piece
absolutely STUNNING words and imagery you've penned in the most magnificant of ways today. Great, indeed it is. Good luck and thanks for sharing a part of you.
Ephiphany♥
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nice similie and imagery! i like it and good luck in the contest!
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Another excellent poem Darell. My favorite part by far was how you used the word "beau" so effectively in the last line. In that context, it has a thudding, resounding quality that brings the metaphorical aspect of the poem to a pleasing close, grounding the reader in the reality of the situation. Wonderful work.
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