Valentine's Day puts me in a dangerous state of mind.
Beauty has gotten lost in the misty dark shadows of the night. Love is no longer known to me. I thought I knew. Forced and beaten into a great defeat. Pain and hate is responsible for this silent poet's death. Tears gone unnoticed, Words gone unheard, my pen bleeds with my aching heart. But I am invisible to a cruel world.
Valentine's day can be considered a day to celebrate and/or a day to mourn. Those with new loves will look forward to it as a day for celebration or proposals, while persons like you and me will spite and run from it. The persons with a past and a scar on their mind will hate this day will hate this day particularly and in a bad way too. ~KA~
I totally agree with Kevin on this. It's so frustrating to know or even to see other couples holding hands and kissing and stuff. It just gets you completely depressed everyday knowing this, and u like freeze, and ya feel like ya want to just go away in hiding somewhere. Yea, i definitely know the feeling here. Great job tellin it like it is.
Okay I decide to read them all and then review at the end. I like this the way it all tells a different story but all connected in a sense. The story that comes together to make you. I loved the words and the images you gave to me. I could see colors and taste the air surrounding these pieces. I am always so pleased when reading your words. It is always a pleasure thank you for sharing this with me.
These eyes which clearly see,
Only see shadows, partial images, dust and ashes;
Mere reflections ... I am blind!
These ears which soundly hear,
Only hear echoes, random noise, modulated vibrations;
Inharmonies ... I am deaf!
These lips that move to speak,
Only mouths nonsense, utters prattle, articulates nothing;
Spacious double-talk ... I am dumb!
These senses cannot grasp the ineffable, nor embrace the infinite!
You are beyond the reason of mere understanding,
I am struck deaf, dumb and blind,
By your mystery!
Nevertheless, you are in this Heart caressed...
the Poet writes with tears and blood and sweat and piss by which we are reminded of our fragile complex human lives to regard each and everyone under Moon and under Sun as a Beautiful Tragic one -
Even if Valentine's Day is not a particularly good holiday for you at least it inspired you to get this up and out. Everything written deserves recognition. Good good, dear. I will continue reading...
Damn Valentines Day it is such a crock and ends up with results of people feeling bad for themselves! Great poem and in a way it is a wee bit of a rant. Good Job
Valentine's day can be considered a day to celebrate and/or a day to mourn. Those with new loves will look forward to it as a day for celebration or proposals, while persons like you and me will spite and run from it. The persons with a past and a scar on their mind will hate this day will hate this day particularly and in a bad way too. ~KA~
My name is Rayne and I have been writing since high school. I took a long vacation from writing, and slowly starting to come back into it again. I admit that I am not the greatest writer, I'm just doi.. more..