A curse has befallen me.
For the sins of a past life I’m sure.
A curse cast by unknown enemies,
Who mean to do me harm.
The gift of an unfeeling heart,
And yet it yearns aloud,
A heart frozen in fear,
And yet it sings its song.
A mind that houses two,
Both whom share my name,
Every thought A war,
Between repelling poles,
Every decision A regret,
To later mock and taunt me.
Deceitful lips betray,
Echoing false truths,
Protecting my fragile ice,
From those whose warmth would thaw it.
Shattered glass hides a reflection,
That has long since become my armour,
Jagged shards whisper salvation,
Alas, what is suffering if not endless?
Blood flows with every exhale,
As if to give me confirmation,
And so I cling to a mere existence,
In hope that life may bloom.
Author notes
Shadedgrey- I'd like to see how readers interpret this piece but just so theres no misunderstanding, "the curse" refers to the concept of reincarnation, something I find really interesting, in which the present life/body is a result of the good/bad actions of a previous life (hence the title). In this case the sins of a past life have to be the only explanation for the problems in this one...or at least the easiest..?
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i can relate so much
keep it up
allah al akbar,
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wow this is really good. I like it alot. ^_^
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Very good, at last a dark poet. I enjoyed reading this but I must ask, "A mind that houses two
both whom share my name" is that a reference to some form of Schizophrenia? -
well done
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Excellent and evocative descriptive detail really makes this come alive and I found the use of imagery and metaphor particularly powerful. A very well crafted and structured piece, although - and this is a very minor crit - I found some areas of punctuation a little abrupt - for example 'A mind that houses two. Both who share my name.' This use of full stop seems to mar the flow a little. Apart from that I did enjoy the expression of feeling in this profound write. Good luck in your contests. Thanks for sharing.
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well done!
I love this write...!! The words just got my attention and at no point did my eyes waver...
I love your style of writing, it exudes emotion with just few and apt words... plus I too write along these lines so it was a pleasant surprise for me.
Well done...! from the begging to the end, its a beautifully wrapped package!
LR!
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I guess I'm self-centered because every poem I read I compare to my own life and experiences. This piece reminds me of a person who is torn between taking a chance with love/life or keeping up the barriers to prevent pain. But in the end, never having loved or lived is really the most lonely and painful experience of all.
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Thanks a lot you really seem to have understood some of the underlying subtext
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The red on black makes my eyes bleed. X_X;
But yeah...the poem was good even though I had to squint to read it.
Loved the way you animate objects with descriptive words. Cheers!
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This is a wonderfully written poem here. The truth that you have written about the war, the one that I really wished that we were not end . You end your poem with hope, that there is still hope left, in these last 4 lines in here. Blood flows with every exhale, As if to give me confirmation, And so I cling to a mere existence, In hope that life may bloom. Brenda Gae
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'Shattered glass hides a reflection,
That has long since become my armour.
Jagged shards whisper salvation,
Alas, what is suffering if not endless?'
Wonderful imagery and so true to life.
Power words convey a somewhat depressing and dark message, This is truly an awesome write. I'm usuallly not much for non-rhyming poetry, but this knocked my socks off! Excellent work
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GOOD STUFF!!!
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Hope will one day bloom my friend
have faith, and hope shall find you
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