Stained

Years of dates with someone’s ego,
flicker in his mind,
staining a coat of sleeping fire
on emotions in his world
and all he still holds.

You ask if he’s alright
laughing like a wolf
dressed in sheep’s clothing
with an oath to explain
all it knows.

So maybe you should write down
what makes sense to you
as I watch how his tears
still flow.

I can see the light that runs across
hollow understanding
in your eyes,
making the knees of his tears
sore for centuries.

You would rather stare than help,
same as a snake
ignores its victim’s pleas.
Your insensitivity to his stains
conceal every sound
he breathes.

I stand here and watch you rumbling in
filling his line of sight
with smiles of self-centered,
unnerving glee.

Author's Note

I have no idea.............

Reviews

[Muse]

you have no idea? Lol, I do! The message I got was that one can get burned only so much before they become numb to those that cause them pain. You watch and smirk in enjoyment when you see Karma catch up with them. Maybe I'm wrong, but it's the feeling I got from this poem.

[Arthur Henn]

Oh - This is powerful - Neva, this is very well written. I hate to admit (BIG GRIN) but, I've been guilty in the line of what I read here.

Yes, in my 55 years and thirty-three years of marriage, My heart has stained...

I like these two lines -

I can see the light that runs across
hollow understanding

[brenda]

dang strong poem i love the picture this poem is really cool with the imagery and everything nice poem neva:)