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She Cries

Sliver of due, path forward against the nigh
pricey rhymes stalwart, inked achievements
sing egregious skies that melt beyond orange

while malignant whispers petty a moment
yet tilled, plied implications, folly amid
tempers frayed…nestled in loves whisper

an unspeakable calm, works bare boned
against strained silence, a war on words
loves gift, tattered beyond belly’s beguile

acrid tears refresh, refrain yet titillate
swallowing choked vehement verbs of
laughter’s temptation, fingers that hold defiant

espresso nights drink suspirations nudge
fractured forgiveness regaled, hope nags bitter
when betrayal begets pain flavoured numbness

well worn...she cries





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  • CaliOkie silver member
    October 27

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    There is in each of us that dark place . . . and it is only by knowing the darkness that we can learn to love the light.

    You capture so well the sadness of a silent pain, of a hurt left unspoken, the secret dull ache . . . so much in contrast to yourself.

    Excellent.

    Garrison


  • Fritz O skennick gold member
    October 26

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    Beautifully penned...

    Such rich vocabulary & wonderful imagery in a stirring narrative that moved me in its depth...
    You never fail to astound & impress in the gift of your work...
    Awesome as always...
    Keep up the good work...
    Well done!!!


  • glenn shannon silver member
    October 26
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    wow brilliant my dear and your comment reply too is art breathless i am on both hug always glenn


  • LadyElbereth
    October 25
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    Wreckless

    I did understand what the prompts intent was to make a happy penned piece but for me I am not often, ok rarely in a sad or angry well negative frame of mind…I guess God made me a happy soul for the most part which I am thankful for. I always bask in the simplest of things in life doesnt take much to make me happy. I enjoy the pattern of an intricate leaf, take joy in the refreshing taste of my morning orange juice. It can be someones laughter or my own...

    Sometimes it is just the sunset or sunrise that makes me head over heels in love with everything God has gifted. So happy I am to the extent that I often get comments on my personality and attitudes towards life. I am also the person when asked what they didn’t like about their childhood I cannot think of a single thing to say…

    For even from a small child I have never touched dawns face without a smile with an inherently good feeling each and everyday, my grandmother use to call me sunshine…but for me happiness comes from penning something dark to go where I rarely travel as a person so although I did not write a happy piece.

    I most certainly posted something in the penning that brought sheer joy to me so in a way it is my wrecklessness. I own it…so I guess my cup of wrecklessness sips well…and I can say I love the flavour...this is my happiness, each word a labour of love to the extent that the smiles seemd to giftme a most heady day...

    I do so want to thank everyone for being so kind with their wonderful remarks on this piece. I love writing on all subjects although I think the thrill of writing something dark is for me an understanding of what that part of life must be like… thanks again everyone.


    Kisses, Lady E


  • Cannonsfire
    October 24

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    This gives off so much heavy sadness, I wonder where the wreckless part comes in, for I think Asia was trying to say don't be this way, turn around and be another way, find the wreck-less part of a day but it is a great metaphorical write C


  • Nom de Plume
    October 24

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    emotion does seem to get the better of us all at times, and words can be the most violent of weapons... a sad piece, but I love the vocab throughout..


  • Nicolette gold member
    October 24

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    very rich in language, imagery and emotion - as always...they just seems to pour down this page. good to see you back here, Lady E

    ~ Nicolette


  • Pure Thought silver member
    October 23
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    Good to see you back in words here, but wow this is strong. Good luck in the contest Lady E.

    Buddy


  • arafura gold member
    October 23
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    Your use of language is rich and vibrant. Great work poet!


  • Swangrnv gold member
    October 23
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    wow

    deeply sad..jeez i hope this is just pure creativity my friend..
    excellent pen either way..

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