Voiceless Serenata

A free-style poem. one of my very first poems it doesn't stand up to the quality of my recent work and, but its one of my favorites due to the emotional power and meaning of it. people tend to like it.

 

Voiceless Serenata

Here I am again driving my own mind insane
I need of your presence to make my blood flow through my veins
A simple word from your lips can make the flames of my hell seize
I try to let you know my love for you, yet a deep silence takes over me
And what I'm able to say is vain for your heart

My greatest sin is not to love you, but no knowing how to capture you in my arms
You are only a whisper away but I cant touch your heart
If my words aren't enough to bare your soul ….ill give you the moon
I stand alone asking myself what to do with this feeling
But it only leaves me standing on the verge of blue
On the verge of madness my darkness falls
From sunlight to sunset I'm thinking of you

How deeply you are inside of me
How sorrowfully my words die with in
Since when have I become so cold
Since when have I become afraid of my own words
I don't fear your indifference, I fear that I'll hurt you
I cant even touch you without being left speechless
Staring at your eyes a knot forms in my throat
There are just so many things I want to tell you, and I don't know what to say

You'll be in my heart 'til my mornings die
If its love or crime I just want you to know
Try to close your eyes, see this bleeding heart, if it crucified….can you picture my love!?

Emptiness, Oh emptiness runs never end
I searched for love and found despair
I felt destroyed 'til my light lost its darkness
Saved me from a caged hell in which god left me
I will cross frontiers to see you, wait decades to love you
I closed my eyes to forget you, but you never fade, why don't you ever disappear from my heart

God on my left and the devil on my right
I'm torn between peace and misery
Roaming through the same words ands the same thoughts I fall to darkness
I'm sleepless and the shadows begin to seize the light, and all that's left to do is watch the stars 'til they are gone
Should I know nothing can make me love you less

Feel my heart cant you see that you've got all of me
Every time I hold you in my arms I'm falling in love
A scream deep with in my soul I shout, yet no sound leaves my mouth
I'm going mad and it all because of my impotence to make you feel what I feel

Get away, run away, fly away silence
I shout " I LOVE YOU" yet all I hear is a whisper

 

Author's Note

Early work, keep in mind that at that period of my writing i saw emotion over professionalism.

Reviews

[Dark Rider]

Well, sometimes emotion can be just as good as professionalism. Especially with this. This held so much emotion that it was easy for me to picture what it might feel like to love someone who doesn't know you love them, or you're afriad to tell them. I'm sort of on that ship, but that's beside the point. I really liked this poem, and even if it is one of your earlier works, it's still as good as your others. :)

[Chaos Stone]

great write my friend, revisit it sometime and give it that professional touch sometime

[Bridgette's Ink]

I will cross frontiers to see you, wait decades to love you

Very lovely made me smile :)

[Magdelena]

Emotion is a powerful thing my friend.. One that makes us think with our hearts more than anything.. I find writing from that source makes it more believable and intense. As this piece was. Very intense and moving..

Always write with heart, for others will not only see your words, but feel them too!

Mags xx

[Saturn's Lover]

I like emotion over professionalism.

[PaperHearts]

Wow, that was intense! I thought that you did a great job in expressing your emotions, particularly in the mid section. You had such a unique, definite style of writing, which I really enjoyed. I liked so many lines in this piece, but one that really stood out for me was 'I'm torn between peace and misery'. Despite its shortness and simplicity, I felt like it said so much. :) Great work,
~PaperHearts

[Sonali]

a bleeding heart...an honest love..an irresitable desperation and a silent soul- everything I can feel in this lovely poem.. emotion, though has no voice, says a lot.Cheerz!

[Thomas Pynk]

At times emotions can help a piece work much better then professionalism.
This is a good example of just that.
Lovely.
With All Due Respect,
Thomas Pynk