It would have been enough
Just to know that he loved me
And I would have been satisfied
For then, for now, and for always
Oh, mystery that is love, (and hate)
You of all Spirits have surprised me the most
By this abandon I now exist within
For you unleashed the Tormentors
Upon me, upon my love
And the destruction is complete
The remnants of passion now only shadows
Compare our love to the water’s mirror
Distorted, fragile,
An image without substance...
So, Love and Hate and Mystery,
Take your prize
See now I have broken my bond to this life
Come black wings
Carry me beyond shadows
Beyond always
Into your night...
Author notes
Shepherd23
April showers, bring May flowers.
A contest entry
- Dark Picture Prompt by Hope Angel.
475 points, ended May 12, 2008, 14 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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I really enjoyed this. Had some nice imagary. Please re read the rules, you missed some things that you had to do.
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Yes, thank you.
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