My Verses Were Trying To Touch

My Verses Were Trying To Touch

My verses were trying to touch
what my arms could not reach.
but now,
the tainted pen is dragging on
falls, from zenith's high
into the dust of time
for it is no longer able to bleed
the liquid splendor of pain,
That oozes deep, beyond
the rhythm of this tired life.
everything slowly becoming
a shadow of the yesterdays
as the rose- fragrance of my lover,
by Spring's soft breathe
being blown away...

lying awake,
upon the forsaken bed of evaporated Love's sea
where I am trapped
in the prison of my own making,
afraid to meet the next dawn
as my grand naivety still
feeds upon the dreams and hopes
bathed in resplendent hues,
that are nestling in my soul.
cracks on the cell walls
have grown wide and long
letting me watch the twilight
as it crawls through
to become a reminder of your
vermeil lips, lulling voice
lustrous skin,
and once again,
behind these weeping gray circles
in between two paralyzed heartbeats,
finding myself remembering,
the past moments of delights
and all that could have been…

oh, Beautiful Queen!
I am without you,
grieving far, so far away
bound to Life's fading brilliance
that lingers upon the lips of Dullness
in a room of crystallized drips of emptiness
where the voices of hope forge with numbness.
maybe, it was just one too many
unspoken whispers,
one too many unseen teardrops
that left the two of us infidel,
to fall apart,
and become a lost piece
of Love's grant puzzle
leaving this bleeding Lover
forever incomplete…

Reviews

[AprilRN1210]

Beautifully constructed blend of raw pain, hope, passion, regret, and sorrow elegantly written with majestic metaphors.

Cold and empty is that cell that we imprison ourselves in. Left alone to think back on mistakes made, where we went wrong, and what we could've done or should've done.
"maybe, it was just one too many
unspoken whispers,
one too many unseen teardrops
that left the two of us infidel,
to fall apart,"


As time passes, those "cracks in the wall" widen and the bittersweet pain of remembering all those moments, those feelings come pouring in...

written with such romantic grace, leaves you sad yet hopeful.

[Illuminatix]

Your soft words left me in tears for you have felt the inner of my soul...

[AprilRN1210]

I felt what you poured into this piece and it was beautiful. It was written with so much pain, so much passion, such longing, such desperate hope that it reached out and grabbed my heart strings in a profound way. I love when an author writes with their soul, it makes all the difference in the world. :)

[A. Amos]

Elegantly crafted, enjoyed reading your work!

[Illuminatix]

thank you for dropping by...

[A. Amos]

You're most welcome...

[Sami Khalil]

A well written poem. Enjoyed...:).............

[Illuminatix]

thx Sami... I havent read this poem in years... It feels like that needs some revising lol

[Sami Khalil]

OK. You are welcome...:).................

[Frank Terino]

I can really relate to this, as i am sure many can, incredible lace of word weaving, beautifully written.

[Silent Kim aka mizmetap..]

Nicely written full of passion and raw emotions. Nice words that flow smoothly.

[Aspiring Angel]

Truly a beautiful rendering from the heart. Your opening strong, You closing stronger. Great piece of work here.

Blessings,
Lesa

[Lyrical Love]

I really enjoyed this sentimental write.
It is a sincere write, and totally genuine.
I can hear (softly) for your struggle with the proper wording.
However, you come across loud and clear with great intent
at what you want for your readers to perceive.
"My verses were trying to touch
what my arms could not reach."
I truly find myself in this poem.
Great write!