For all I could say,
For all that I did,
more than your heart or soul,
your life shone past me.
Blind.
A meaningless regret?
Drunk from passions blossom.
The buffalo raged in my heart,
seeming endless whispers of death.
At last, the freshwater bath
washed away my depression
in, however you may describe it,
an illusion of my pain.
Oh yes! For my mistress remains.
Her unknown hand, lifting me.
Everything seems meaningless still.
Oh yes! how so shall it be,
into and beyond my dreams.
And laughter, hahaha,
oh yes! I laughed the thorns
down my throat,
into my gut they cut and burrowed.
And my mistress remains,
deeply distraught in my silhouette
Tears turn to dust, and simplicity...
My sweet darling,
I've come to an empty home.
A contest entry
- Poetry, Poetry and PreWrites! by Lost Vampyre Angel.
1200 points, ended September 13, 2008, 341 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Tell me what you FEEL!
Comments
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Wow... this is beautiful, deep moving and very emotional... You've done a wonderful job capturing your feelings in words here...
Keep up the good work and thanks for sharing.
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