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Beauty Abandoned

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He is vain who thinks
that to have beauty is
to possess it

By accepting less than closeness,
is one of effort’s best loved gains
Is it our time to wilt away without complaining?

How the few moments of abandon,
grace our pulsing cheeks
In an instant, the shining thoughts
turned into poisoned arrows
aimed at the heart
How quickly joy can be turned into grief

If you cried to me,
“I want my death!”
I must comply, for I have not the strength
to cross one I love so tenderly




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  • Never Fall in Love
    May 21, 2008

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    Ouch - the last lines are absolutely dark .. this is simply amazing. Now I'm beginning to sound repetitive! lol


  • poeticweaver gold member
    March 11, 2008

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    Wow,

    This is an amazing piece of poetry here.. each verse stood on its own. wow, thanks for sharing, and you truly are gifted. Pen on poetess! Much love and light~

    -Timothy


  • HaleyMary
    March 1, 2008

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    I liked the part of joy turning to grief. Very powerfully expressed and it makes me think of how love can be sometimes. We can feel so happy one day and then something can happen, like someone may break a person's heart some way and then we may feel very sad and heart broken. Thanks for sharing and keep that pen flowing.

  • nightlover
    February 26, 2008

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    such precious words to a lover that ceases to exist for you. may the real beauty of love never be abandoned.


  • Carpe Noctem
    February 20, 2008

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    Very powerful write. Great word choice and I loved the message behind it. Thanks a lot for entering, and best of luck!


  • Nature Song silver member
    February 20, 2008

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    'If you cried to me,
    “I want my death!”
    I must comply, for I have not the strength
    to cross one I love so tenderly'

    If you cried for me I wished death! IF only love wasn't so complicated at times.

    This poem goes so well with the pic dear sis! Good luck in your contest ~Sie





  • Amera gold member
    February 19, 2008

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    Perfection in the dark genre! The flow of the well chosen verbiage in this piece is spectacular. This is one of your best poems in my opinion. I would quote my favorite line but to segment this piece of art would only detract from the poem as a whole. The theme carries such power from beginning to end.

    Love,
    Amera


  • kareneisenlord gold member
    February 19, 2008

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    Great opening, and this is a perfect write for the photo;

    "He is vain who thinks
    that to have beauty is
    to possess it"

    This poem really makes the reader think. It is very true that;


    "How quickly joy can be turned into grief"

    This is an intriguing write and best wishes in the contest. This is worthy of a trophy, for sure!


  • GoodKnightPoet
    February 19, 2008

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    Vain, beauty, joy and grief are beliefs and attitude. Abraham Lincoln said that "Most people are about as happy as they make their minds up to be." You can say the same of vanity, beauty, and grief. This poem is very thought provoking and says much about the human condition. Great poem you have here.

  • Liquid memories
    February 18, 2008

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    wowwwwwww

    such deep write of your feelings you have expressed, as they spread out of the page. well done.

  • Papagallo
    February 17, 2008

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    What darkness thru the entire poem. You must have been really hurt and sad to write this, The feelings here sent a chill thru my weakened veins. The words are true we do hate those we once loved. when love turns to hate we end up hateing ourselves. Or hate the one we onced loved because we now hate them.


  • CaliOkie silver member
    February 17, 2008

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    What a powerful poem, filled with sharp imagery and sad, hurt, bitter feelings. I can feel that acid through my laptop.

    What a true statement. We most hate whom we've loved. But then, what is love but an agreement not to hate, an agreement to draw close without fear, an agreement to handle each other's hearts gently. Once the agreement is breached, hate is what's left. When the agreement ends, we hate, we draw close with fear, and handle each others hearts hurtfully.

    Well written.

    CaliOkie


  • Wilted Rose Bush
    February 17, 2008

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    This is an amazing write with great enmotion and it clearly tells us your thoughts well done and good luck in the contest


  • poeticweaver gold member
    February 17, 2008
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    Perfectly Inscribed!

    He who has love within bestows it~
    Thanks for penning this, all the best in the contest!

    Peace, Timothy


  • Swangrnv gold member
    February 17, 2008

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    intense

    this piece has grim dark feel to it. maybe it's just the pic, but you certainly created a piece both interesting , and surreal. I LIKE IT!

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