Where Darkness Dares Not Speak

I sit among the winds of human souls
where darkness dares not speak
of storms that rock deep anguish
until it becomes
a fire inside you.  
These winds are more complete
when they rest upon my tongue
and get lost inside a dance
crying “let me go”
without use
of a cold attitude.

No fear do I have
of the years gone by,
I barely knew
of their passing.  
It seems as if their value
has been exiled to a corner,
left there
to dream.
So I can sit among the winds
without a single care
crashing in and demanding
I have remorse
for holding back
the years
self-esteem.

Where there is sinister intent
and darkness clouds the sky,
there are moments
when the secrets of the wind
chase the substance
known as peace.
I feel the heat against my body
as I sit among the winds
accepting kisses
on my lips
from years gone by,
exiled............
begging for release.

Author's Note

Artist : tomasz alen kopera

Reviews

[Poetic Beauty]

I think we all at some point feel this volcanic feeling inside as if the world itself is trying to rip our limbs from our bodies. Within our own minds we are capable of finding peace of we simple take a moment. I like the strong details and the use of nature to represent the different emotions of this piece. It makes it strong and solid.

[Neva Flores Smith - Changefulstorm]

Thank you Poetic :)

[kelvin]

you're at the depths of you mind maybe and inner soul where nobody can come to speak except for you dwelling and thinking till it turns to a passionate fire exploding things come to mind of tongue but yet they don't come out rather get loss to silence dying to be released but maybe not so harsh. seems years have not been put to use so they go to a state where they dream of things they could have made happen in their prime time could have been used but rather wasted to a corner merely to dream that was though maybe still there but ignorantly not knowing have passed. You feel no cares at this point but still have remorse for not putting some of the things and years to productive use giving it a higher self esteem then in a corner only dreaming.You have a darkness wanting to trample or chase off the ones mind of peace but now years of waste ask of you to put them to use now and release them. This is just a thought but as always keep writing fellow writer.

[Neva Flores Smith - Changefulstorm]

I am absolutely amazed at the accurateness of your interpretation. Fascinating....Thank you!

[kelvin]

You're very welcome my friend and thank you for you kind words on my thoughts

[quinfinn]

peace is ever elusive, but if you break it down, if you truly let yourself go and decide what happiness is....peace is attainable. i love this write....as always, your words sing to me in the language i understand best...emotions. wonderful prose here, my dear poetess...

[Neva Flores Smith - Changefulstorm]

Thank you Quin :)

[FJ Davis]

A return to your former style.
In this realm--both literally and poetically--no one can touch you.
Amazing, Neva!

[Neva Flores Smith - Changefulstorm]

Thank you so much FJD :)

[Blue Ivory]

Beautiful...simply beautiful! I don't know how to describe feelings so nicely. Great job!

[Neva Flores Smith - Changefulstorm]

thank you Siren ;)

[CS]

I too have felt that remorse. I too have chased the substance known as peace. It can be a very lonely place out there.
I can really feel the vastness of your words. Solitude can be very good for the soul. Loneliness is not. It is a very fine line.
Nicely done, Neva.

[Zachary_James]

I love this Neva, as i love all of your writings. Great job

[.]

some would say, to be whole means owning all of your darkness, too.
interesting piece. i felt confused at some points, (the first point was the end of your second stanza, where I thought there oughta be some kind of punctuation between the last and second to last lines).
and then the final stanza, where it seems the darkness in the poem does dare to speak. or maybe it just threatens to - inwhich case there builds a silent crescendo to tremble even my nerve!

in short: well done.

[Coyote Poetry]

A powerful poem. Artwork gave strength to the words. I like the desire to make peace in the poem. The statements were strong and I had to read again.
"I have remorse
for holding back
the years
self-esteem."
Thank you for the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[Dr. Wood ?]

truly magnificent...YOU are a REAL poet......