When my eyes no longer sparkle like clear blue pools,
Time will have left lines trailing behind in memory's wake,
Where your fingerprints have mapped themselves all over my body.
Your poisonous touch of love no longer there,
The violent hate now restrained by your coffin lid,
Trapped within the breakable vial of my inner strength.
The life we would've shared a distant thought,
Inked onto my eyelids like a moving picture,
That my innocent eyes will deny no longer.
No longer do I hear the beating drum beneath your chest,
My once sparkling eyes will never see the curtain of blood you pour,
Or feel the dam burst where your fingertips bruise.
I'll find myself on bended knee,
Sobbing to a power I can only feel,
To the patron saint of shattered mirrors and lost causes.
Silently begging for the strength to bring you to your knees,
To stand over your defeated body and find an inner peace,
When your world starts crashing down that's where you'll find me.
You will scream until your throat bleeds,
But the tears will taste like acid rain,
As we say our final goodbye.
When you lay there bound and broken,
As I often knelt before you,
You'll know I was always going to be there at the end.
My eyes will no longer be red and bruised from wasted tears,
The stitches are faulty, but the scar is worse,
The scar you left behind on my wounded heart.
The death of sparkling eyes now black like the void of night,
After a moment of innocent rage in wasted revenge,
I'll go on with my life and leave you there to forgive yourself.
Author notes
Option 1. Lines. I really liked them all so I hope it's okay that I used them all : )
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You will scream until your throat bleeds,
But the tears will taste like acid rain,
As we say our final goodbye.
Vivid images prevail throughout this verse...the bitterness and the taste of sorrow is strong!
There are many lines and phrases that I can relate to on a personal level.
I think this is an honest and powerful poem...filled with hard hitting realism.
Thank you for sharing.
Blessings~
Az
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very intense!
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This made me sad. I really like this though!!!!!! Very good =)
<3 - Jess
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Loved this line:
To the patron saint of shattered mirrors and lost causes.
I also loved how you used the two sparkling eyes lines. Intense poem!
In line 6, do you mean vial instead of vile? Line 12, dam instead of damn.
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Such exaltation to reclaim ones powerlessness, and sadness to poke through the pieces of a broken heart. I really felt for the character here, empithy for all who have had to reclaim their independance from an oppressive lover. It amazes me sometimes how we can treat those we love, and what we can endure from them as well. It seems in this piece, there is a definate breaking point... and that's when the madness starts. I loved the descriptive nature of this poem. Very raw and real! Great job!
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This is a really amazing use of the prompts, thank you so much for entering. xx
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