Hopes lost, frenzied,
listened to the echoes of heart,
dived in a prohibited passion
with wet visions to apologize,
a suffering in vain
With painful essence of a big illusion,
placed in thought; only mistrust,
to fill free spaces
Of useless wishes; so fragile,
fell down to pieces.
Suddenly in arms,
as a coffee with a dash of milk,
to catch fire on bonds,
blood ran untied,
memory of kisses;
got lost desperately,
could not contain emotions;
to wipe the tears;
to fill again in my hollow soul.
Author notes
~spiritualangel~
Prompt: Thlipses [suffering]
A contest entry
- CONTEST: SPIRITUAL by Fransb by FransB.
750 points, ended September 15, 2008, 11 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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Thank you
for your entry. A write of hope and sadness. I will return to comment at greater length later. Be blessed. Frans
Ps
I have returned as promised. While reading this poem once more [actually more than once] I came to realise its value for me and others. This with reference to the meaning of the words. Of course, depending on 'where we come from' [perspective wise], it could be interpreted differently. I, have various perspectives, and this is what I enjoyed by reading this poem. However, the sadness in the 'tone' is more revealing than the words allowing the reader to identify with the poem. The 'promise' runs tenderly and almost softly through the poem, irrespective the harshness of the pain. It gripped my imagination, and tore at my feelings. The words ring true, and enables identification. I was a little non-plussed at your final line, but then, I perceived its 'message' as enabling 'hope'. Whether a write of personal truth or not, I have 'enjoyed' it, and once again thank you for providing a peek into sorrow, sadness and pain, but also providing, 'stealthily so', hope for those that read this beautiful write. Frans
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