Fates illusion drains dreams as hearts
become tender from faded loves last touch.
Angered words wasted in disapproval
floating on the wind. Door now empty
with the final slam as window rattles
for tears that streak across lips that tremble.
Relief blew into breaths which held back
tempest storm brewed in the threshold.
Curses rise above entertainment center,
sound that pounds at walls of a childs room,
to hide shattered pleasures promised,
spoken as consolation in disappointment.
She loves with a passion found in the morning
light, while echoes say they sinned, but, it
was what she wanted. Her loving eyes no longer
blind to whisper passions desire that grapes
of wine have soured. The mold pushed into baskets
for burial as small hearts wrenched to reality,
there lie scars on souls to move forward.
Author notes
Prompt number 3 Fates Illusion
A contest entry
- Its all about the comments by Never.Give.Up.
700 points, ended August 11, 2008, 27 entries
Silver trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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a good piece of poetry - ah i wonddr sometimes if it is all an illusion, fate, life, love, the whole lot of it.
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WOW, This is so vivd, so real and my heart goes out to you.
A wonderful write and I wish you all the best in the contest.
Rose
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Outstanding
I think this is true of a lot of marriages - we all have arguments from time to time and they leave us feeling deflated and tense - though sometimes a good argument can really clear the air. I thought you captured the mood perfectly with some well-chosen language and strong images. Best of luck in the contest.
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Poignant and Heartfelt!!
Well friend, This surely is sad poem about faded love. Never a happy time for either one in the relationship. This reminds me of me snd my ex husband. Especially these words....
Angered words wasted in disapproval
floating on the wind. Door now empty
with the final slam as window rattles
for tears that streak across lips that tremble.
Great imagery in your words. Powerful and heartfelt to this reader.
Excellent write. *clappy * *clappy * *clappy * Take care.
Peace and Blessings,
Sandy
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