Edge of Destiny

She grieves A lover's Death

 

 

 

I stand on the edge of  destiny

   my heart's vessel tattered and torn

Oh, what good am I ,without thee?

   'tis a sad sorrow my soul doth mourn

 

 

Haunting night winds softly speak your name

  in chilling whispers from beyond

and my mind's insynch with death's cold, cold pain

  ne'er shall I see a bright new dawn

 

 

If I cried one Ive cried a thousand tears

  and a weight breathes heavy upon my breast

Each day is mundane without you dear

  and I feel as tho~ I have nothing left

 

 

Oh that  heavens would smile 'pon thee

   and open hell's dark dreary tomb

bringing you back to life and me

   nevermore a lonely spirit to roam

 

 

'Tis this very night I feel a phantom's presence

  your hands go right thru~ me like ghosts

and walls fluidly lifting my soul

  and the scent of your manly essence,I miss the most

 

 

In the still of darkness I let go of your love words to me

   poetry verses you once wrote with desire

now scattered  to a sullen midnight breeze

   'tis now dead matter without life's fire

 

 

O' slowly,ever slowly in death's vapors I am caught

     in  loneliness and misery mine eyes at twilight weep

my life, my love, is all for naught

     for your ghostly form lives on in shadows deep

 

 

 

 

Author's Note

A gothic type love lost to death

Reviews

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… this is an epic verse that echoes and echoes and echoes … the rhyme and the language take it to a whole new level of intensity and darkness … the black might of death … the feeling of being bereft … the biting pain of loss … the melancholy of desolation and misery when a paramour departs … leaving behind the haunting alleys of vacant time … this is moving and yet magical poetry at its stunning best … exceptionally well written …

… the title is sheer genius … “edge of destiny” … for it is nothing but at the edge of destiny that death awaits us … “oh what good am i without thee” … the power of simple profundity resonates … expressing loss and expressing helplessness with earnestness … “haunting night winds” … “chilling whispers” … “death’s cold, cold pain” … again express with wizardry that intensity of excruciating pain that the death of a paramour brings … leaving the one alive in the dark depths of a distressing sorrow … “a thousand tears” … “a weight breathes heavy” … “each day is mundane” … “i have nothing left” … “a lonely spirit to roam” … express the brutal blow with extreme sensitivity and isolation … “a phantom’s presence” … “your hands go through me like ghosts” … “walls fluidly lifting my soul” … capture in a bewitching and enthralling way the experience of memories in a sense that transcends the emotional … making the experience almost physical … almost real … almost surreal … “poetry verses you once wrote with desire” … “now scattered to a sullen midnight breeze” … bring to life the longing and yearning experienced … the injury of loss … the pain of permanent separation … the echo of a dry and dark solitude … “in loneliness and misery mine eyes at twilight weep” … “my life, my love is all for naught” … “for your ghostly form lives on in shadows deep” … end this magnificently operatic verse that brings to life the mammoth proportions of the million sorrows that the loss of a paramour brings … this verse is a work of art … oil on canvas … in shades of grey … dark and bleak … yet etching the eternal exactitude of epic love with remarkable skill … and intense emotion … amazingly expressive, elegant and eloquent verse …

(serah)
(editor, the fourth dimension blog)

[Stony]

Wonderful entry into my contest. A well deserving win.

[Chloe..Across the Unive..]

very well written Fran and yes gothic .. i like the use of old English ,, sadness, sorrow and longing well expressed.
very nice tho sadness washes over me .. i have felt this sting .

Chloe

[Nicole]

I love this! it's so incredible I can't even give words to it! GOOD JOB!

[Anonymous]

Its amazing Fran....it is so beautiful to read the whole thing and be amazed...keep it up babe...

[there is no more from m..]

i like this poem well done

[Patches I'm not so new..]

Is this a love that's lost because of an unforeseen twist of fate? Or is a love lost because the persona's lover found a new love? I believe it is the former The persona's lover was lost or killed somewhere a battlefield? or a ship lost at sea? It really makes little diffrence. The persona's heart is overwhelmed with grief. Another
poignant poem of lost love. Thanks for sharing

[Brianna Brie]

I really like this poem. It feels old world. The pain comes across strongly, but also the longing. Great piece of writing!

[EmpressPoetess]

'In the still of darkness I let go of you love words to me

poetry verses you once wrote with desire

now scattered to a sullen midnight breeze

'tis now dead matter without life's fire".............What a bittersweet masterpiece this is! I feel the pain of loss and the helpless. This is so exquisitely written and flows like a river.

[cest la vie]

This is such a haunting, yet beautiful write. To lose a beloved to death is in a way death to both parties. You wrote this so well, wonderful rhyming verses. Excellent piece Fran Marie!!