Faint, her whispers
bare, my neck
the frigid windowed air injects
curtained shadow
movement known
from sorrowed past
a face forlorn…
beckoning fingers
once lily fair
imploring glances
brushed-out hair
they, once for me
return, a ghost
slow, approaching
caught, enclosed…
cannot outrun
unnatural, fast
this formless being
from darkened past
who knows me all
all too well,
what step I'll take
what death my knell;
thus from this hell
I'll not escape,
I sense which step
that I must make…
If love was true,
what I to fear?
I turn,
and chance us closer, near…
What good or evil
awaits me there,
I cannot be
so certain, sure…
what wrongs did I inflict
unfair
upon a soul
so fragile, fair…
Am I a man
so ever blind
to broken hearts,
to tears and time,
to longing, love,
to dreams untied?
I had not seen;
had I but tried…
A single step now
echoes, rings
I must accept
the fate she brings;
I said I’d love her
evermore;
my jury sways
within the door…
What do I rate,
a frown, a smile?
Her shroud belies
no hint, my trial
has just begun,
I'll find, when done
how I had fared
when we were one…
Vows we shared-
did I keep mine...
an embrace, a dagger,
what will I find…
A sudden thought-
worse than such fates-
what if she leaves
beyond the gates
without a word,
without a clue,
that, when together,
our love was true?
Left alone
in tortured thought
without the answer
she would have brought;
well or ill,
I’d rather know,
than die a death,
a death so slow...
Unless... such death
she’d suffered thus-
by vowing to
my shallow lust…
Author notes
to the shape at the end of the hall...
In a list
A contest entry
- creative & raw by Dienush.
1000 points, ended October 4, 2008, 11 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
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wow, this sounds as if someone is truly at odds with themselves...
I love the undecisiveness, delimia and heart that is bared.
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Hmm. This is quite a good description of your concerns and unanswered questions. A piece of introspection with interesting use of rhyme. Thanks for your contest entry
~Diana
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Intriguing...
That was very different from your standard read, I must admit. It has a very smooth flow, and as you read it tends to draw the mind deeper into the thoughts of the narrator. Plus, the photo and background really help to draw the minds eye.
. Rewarded 4
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wow! This is a truly captivating poem!
I actually found myself drawn into it, clinging to the words - WANTING to find out what would happen.
It has been a while since i've read a poem like that.
It is very clearly written - very detailed.
and this poem flows soo nicely, too!
I love the line: "If love was true, what I to fear?"
and the ending lines especially.
Also, the background for this poem REALLY helps to draw you in - you can envision the poem so much easier because of it.
Keep up the amazing work!!
. Rewarded 8
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this poem was soo great!
what step I'll take
what death my knell;
thus from this hell
I'll not escape,
This was my favorite part of your poem...its very deep and soo relatable....i love this poem...great great job! -
oooooohhhh this is sooooo good. Loved the background and the poem. The words just seem to take you right to where you want the reader to be. Great job.
. Rewarded 4
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Very captivating ... the words seemed to just flow down the page, which is always a great thing I absolutely love the presentation, it worked well with your vivid images in order to present a great poem! Thank you for sharing, and good luck in the contest.
~Zach
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