The Fading of Colors

inspired during one of my sleepless nights

 

 

 

 

I once heard someone say that 'love humiliates and hatred cradles,' and my
heart sometimes begs for release, for many times I have loved so deeply,
so profoundly only to discover myself flying with butterfly wings

 

through the pounding rain.

 

Where are you, my love?

 

My blue jeans have faded to white, revealing patches of skin, abrasive from
falling so many times and bruising

 

my SOUL.

 

Where is the happily ever after that my mother promised me as a child?

Where is that big, strong man who would be waiting...

 

just for me?

 

So once again I close my blinds to avoid the arrogance of the sun and view
the withered leaves that surround my feet.  As the tears trickle down my
swollen cheeks and onto this paper, I breathe deeply, gathering the gloom
and wallowing in another day of useless energy, waltzing from too much
wine because life doesn't hurt as much...

at least for the moment.

 

I drift into repose and awaken with a fluttering heart...gasping for air, and
I know that there is nothing diabolical about me.  I lack the capacity for
hatred and although the color has been removed from my sight...

 

I know...

 

It's just around the corner...

 

 

 

 

 

 

Reviews

[Jibey]

How well you capture the ache and frustration of failed love. I thought the form of this writing was interesting - a kind of meditation... The image of the jeans worked well and the photos were a pleasing enhancement to the cri de coeur carried in the words

[PENS FOR PEACE /TJ CALI..]

A very beautiful written artistic poem written by a very beautiful creative poet!
Keeping writing Bella and keep believing in the unbelieveable!
It's just right around the corner for all of us!
Yet we must always believe it , so we can see and grasp it !
Truly a very remarkable poem from a very remarkable woman!
CIAO!
Always,
TIM

[Ralphy]

Your words drive me to the ends of the earth, waiting for that moment. I'm crazy about the moments and crazy about drifting away with you. At least here in your writing. I find it fascinating, the way you map words together to achieve a desired response. I like your poem and I love the pictures�nice write

[Nicole (Carpe Diem)]

beautifully written...

[Periac]

im a fan

[Natalie C]

This was such a tragically sad piece and yet you chose to end it with a little hint of hope, which I personally loved.
Love hurts and I don't ever think anybody said it would be easy, that is why I think you did a brilliant job at bringing forth those emotions that goes with a love unanswered. Great imagery, just seemed to strengthen your flow, taking whom ever reads this to a place some do remember

[Sir Jake]

I once heard someone say that 'love humiliates and hatred cradles,' and my
heart sometimes begs for release, for many times I have loved so deeply,
so profoundly only to discover myself flying with butterfly wings

Those lines were quite stunning my dear. I can sense your sadness in this piece, and yet, it cries out with longing and with hope. Very stunning, you are an angel with words to make a man weep.

*Jake*

[Danielle Asher]

strong emotion. I am sure this piece reaches a lot of women. Very nice write.

[Brenda Sue]

Beautifully penned. Strong and emotional. I loved reading it. Great job.

[lady o]

Beautiful wording and pace to this piece. Excellence throughout. Enjoyed the read.

[Bhavya Kaushik]

Very heart felt and beautiful.
This is according to me the best writing of yours.
So deep and raw but still so vivid and complexed.
"through the pounding rain,
Where are you, my love?"- Excellent work!
Amazing write :)