There would never be enough
crosses on those walls -
fear loomed by night light
cracking when things
got too heavy.
The bed stood still, no longer
trying to find its comfort
away from me and the tears.
The white sheets stained
by passersby in the night.
Pain a hell of an addiction
comes and goes, comes and goes.
(Suddenly life becomes the alternative -
peace a beautiful purse to carry).
To find a new religion
in the eyes of immortality -
shortened by the inability to release.
Therefore, I released.
A contest entry
- 35 Confessions by Heart Sutra.
2200 points, ended February 16, 2008, 14 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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The opening lines of this poetry really lead the reader right into the walls of poetry...right into the depths of pain. Excellent.


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Thank you Zayra.
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Where was this drawn? I like the first few words the most. Hmm... Wow... Ok. I hate to get long winded (when commenting), to be honest, I'd much rather crack funnies (or what I think is funny.
Some folks here are too serious). I rather keep things light. So words coming to mind: Soulful/Spiritual. Soulful as in soul-searching. Healing. Among other things. And pain. You opened yourself on this one. Curious. Write on.
Dez

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Lavie...such a daunting poem written so beautifully...Ive read two poems so far and both are outstanding...this is one of them...I think I should let this comp go by me...but glad to have read this gorgeous piece by you...
Mal

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I agree with AJ re those first two lines,I hope you always carry a beautiful purse of peace dearest poetess this moved me very much indeed,sometimes we do have to let go of one thing to find another. I am pleased you have stopped using one pain to extinquish the other and now find inner peace from what you were able to release. This is cathartic, spiritual and yet raw, a wound revealed that healed. Bravo.


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two of the best first lines i've read, damn i wish i could steal those...lol
al

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AJ, wishing to steal two line from my poem...now that floored me. your writing is indeed amazing.
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