Requiem

WOMEN! they sure make even the strong cry like infants! well this is another freestyle poem, and is a tribute to a very special someone who is no longer with us. so once again' Emotion over professionalism!

 

First a definition of requiem for all those that dont know what it is: a piece of music written to commemorate somebody who has died

Requiem

Sweet, yet painful melodies echo in my head

Melodies that curse my soul and my heart

I wish I could sing them out loud to let my heart drain

But doing so wont bring you back from the dead

 

A ballad to express my feelings for you and the times we spent together

Yet with this feeling of sorrow I'm voiceless

And my words transform from a beautiful poem to a sadistic lament

I wish I could close my eyes and forget you ….forever!

 

How can I get rid of you if I don't have you

How can I run away from you if your so far away from me

How to forget your eyes if you are blind

What can I do to set me free from this course of you

 

A serenade in your grave I tried to sing

Yet as the sun sets so does you memory

Slowly and painfully kills me from the inside out

And all I can do is drop to my knees and let those feeling sting

 

The simple thought of you drives me insane

Your words sink into my heart and my lips beg for yours, but they will never come again

How can I tell my arms that your gone and they will never again feel your comforting silhouette

How can I tell my heart to forget you if even in the air I breathe I find your memory and your essence!

 

I tried to compose a nocturne to praise those nights we loved

But as I try to put my words together I find myself alone

And with your absence my inspiration is gone

I found myself out of words but with a blank piece of paper, my words were alive when u lived

 

Your lips were inspiration to my words

And your words inspiration to my songs

The beauty of your eyes made me realize how fortunate I was to see the colors of rainbow

And now they see nothing than a grey humid world with my tears

Your body was an inspiration to my fantasies

Now my only fantasy is to see you again

 

To believe my own lies is part of my insanity

So I told myself it was all a nightmare….but I never woke up

So the only song I can sing now is a requiem...

 

A requiem to your eyes, your lips

A requiem to your body and its silhouette that made me believe in the work of god

A requiem to my inspiration and to my dreams

Since I cannot longer sleep thinking of you

A requiem to your memory and my warm nights

And now I find my self in a cold endless winter all alone

 

The problem aren't the lies I tell myself, the problems is that I believe them

The problem isn't what you said, the problem is your eternal silence

The problem isn't that your gone, the problem is that I wait for you

 

With this I close a chapter and promise myself to never write about you again

But It aches in my heart and your future f***s up my mind

Why was your life taken by own sweet soft hands!!

Hands which I once held are the artist of my tragedy

 

I cant live without you

But your memory helps me find a path to the light

Yet it also tears me apart

Sweet, yet sorrowful REQUIEM I sing

A story of tragedy and love in your melody lives

Let with the fading of your final note close this chapter

"Crucify this feeling

Shatter my soul

Break my heart

And kill my memories"

 

Author's Note

early work....don't be so brutal!

Reviews

[Fran Marie]

With this I close a chapter and promise myself to never write about you again

But It aches in my heart and your future f***s up my mind

Why was your life taken by own sweet soft hands!!

Hands which I once held are the artist of my tragedy



Oh My, what a poignant piece of writing, a requiem for such a deep love
in which you emit such intense emotions~ it's such a tragic ending when one commits
suicide~ it leaves the love ones always wondering the whys and ifs of life and love.
great descriptives in this well crafted piece!

Fran Marie

[TL Boehm]

no brutality here. Just that ache - the loss is palpable and the emotion exquisite in this piece.

[Bridgette's Ink]

This is beautiful thank you so much for sharing it. It's so powerful with just words, you should be so proud.

[Jola]

Love tear to pieces of heart, but is really dificult to live without her.

[Fabian G. Franklin]

It seems you have come to expect harsh criticism of your early works. I don't see why. They are as good as anything one might hope to expect from a beginning writer and better than much I've seen from some who have been writing awhile. I thought the ending with "kill my memories" was a slight stroke of genius considering this is a requiem. If I were to offer any advice it would be that you might shorten the structure a wee bit and tighten the flow. I think the impact would be greater and bring more empathy from your reader. Well done.