The reiteration of a sad reality.
I sat upon my floor staring at the bed,
as all that which I hated so swam within me,
"One single image frame I wish to forget
now replayed in succession of millions.
The one second I will always regret-
my hell found in its reiteration."
why did he erase me as you might a board,
I was once a permanent mosaic but no more,
for him my colors have faded and melted away,
the moment he looked through me he truely saw me,
those words were true so tell me how the truth dies,
I want to know do you smuther it with lies,
or drowned it with doubt,
maybe you choke it to death,
you should no sooner slay an angel than the truth,
and it should be ten-fold harder to kill the latter,
then why is it that one simple word slices my soul,
my very escence when I rememeber him saying it "Always",
"always" was shorter than I had been told,
and now I just sit here staring up at the bed and see it,
see his crystal eyes above my amber ones,
our lips an inch apart when he swore before all Heaven and Hell,
swore that he would "Always" be mine.
A contest entry
- round one; enter your best. by broken-colours.
600 points, ended December 12, 2008, 21 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Constructive critism not insults!
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permant = permanent.
smoother = smother.
escence=essence.
Just a couple spelling errors.
I found this rather interesting and I love the imagery you used different places. There were times when you would switch from present to past tense; also, it seemed like you didn't have set segments of thought, it just all sort-of ran together.
But this was really good and beautiful to read.
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I'm sorry, but you didn't follow the rules. I'll have to remove this. They were pretty simple.
"- Don't use the quote you chose in your poem.
- Please put the quote you chose in your author's notes."
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its pretty good luck in ur contest! i no ull win its the best one there
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