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To Remember

Sleep as I will,
must I lay here alone in this moment,
passion building in my mind through restless movements,
leap forth from the reality of the imaginary.

My memories which I hold so dear,
this teary hallow of pain,
cold nights of heated love blast my senses,
drive me from this place dear sanity.

Angelic is the angel which so resembles you,
witch of passion tormenting my soul,
fill me with wholesome reality,
make this finality mean something to me.

Left alone in this moment so solitary,
surrounded but unseen it seems,
babbled words on deaf ears.
Can they hear me?

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  • OnceUponAMind silver member
    August 19, 2008

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    Very Interesting! This makes me feel 'dead' in a sense. As is the character here is dead, trying to connect or remember life itself... Maybe metaphorical?! I like this, as abstract and strange as it seems, it is very strong in emotion.

    "babbled words on deaf ears.
    Can they hear me? "
    -- Great ending here! This was my favorite part of this piece, it sort of struck me like... 'am I even real?'

    Just my take Nice write

    Amber


  • PrabhuDayal Khattar gold member
    August 16, 2008

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    Yes a wonderful throw of the emotions with so much flowing impact and touching references of life..I love the immagery and its canvas you crafted by the beautiful immagery and impressives lines..you have touched the depth of the impressions leading towards the destinations of love..wonderful crafting my friend..and I love it..my thanks for sharing it..well done my friend...you did a agreat poetry here and impressed us as well..


  • storiesuntold gold member
    July 18, 2008

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    This is very good

    Often as we lay alone and let our minds walk through the past it becomes so clear of the times we so loved and then like in a flash as that era ends so does the dream and we are left alone asking why yet the words lands on deaf ears indeed


  • myusikah
    June 8, 2008

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    I like the essence of wonder in this. It's really nice. I like the last two stanzas. This is really beautiful.
    Good luck!
    --> pia♫♪*Shroom*

  • poetrymd
    June 4, 2008
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    well written

    The poem flowed beautifully


  • Alittle2lost
    May 22, 2008
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    that's really good. Well done. Bravo

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