Hour of need

I’m lost in a sea of turbulent swells, empty promises sinking into bottomless wells.

No ambition but irritated intrusion, love and happiness a metaphoric infusion.

Cut from a cloth that bares no name, alone again on this walk of shame.

A step in time, two steps behind what a barbarous world seared into my mind.

 

Voices elude me in my hour of need, in this scorching desert a lone tumble weed.

Aging loner with no desire no hope, I can see you dangling with your neck in a rope.  

 

Lost and alone with wistful belief, when it comes to love I see only a thief.  

 

Reviews

[Cassiopia Summers]

Wow, Love, this is absolutely beautiful. Leaving it with a question makes the heart yearn for the character and hope he finds his answer. Great heart-wrenching write. :) I loved it.

[emmajoy]

Only you can swing with such an erratic pendulum: you move from erotica to humour to romantce to tragedy in lines either screaming or echoing emotion!

This is such a sad poem, words which so many can understand but most couldn't voice. And, what's more, in spite of the feelings expressed you adhere to meter.

[Magdelena]

You write with the greatest of soul. Within your poems I feel the words flow throughout. Such depth of sorrow comes forth.Your last stanza was el bravo!

Hugs
Mags xx

[Neva Flores Smith - Cha..]

Amazing poem depicting the sorrow the soul feels when emptiness invades the caverns of our heart.

[My Fair Lady]

You deliver us gently into the very deepest and most human places of the soul with this heart wrenching work. Again.

[NoneOfYourBusiness akaK..]

beautifully expressed stream of ache and loss~

[Liza]

i love reading your works; your mind is so diverse and it delves into every depth of possible emotion in human behavior....every line is thoughtful; takes one to despair out of denial and into clarity of a possible obsession with a dark muse

[DannyLynne Riley]

This is heartbreaking sweet friend...beautifully penned and dripping with raw emotion

[anne p. murray- LadeeAn..]

Great rhythm and expressions of grief, loneliness. You always capture the reader's attention with your ability to capture your thoughts and make them written words.
I like the ending:

"Lost in a sea of vacant depression
when will I learn to avoid this obsession? "

[tigerclaw]

Thar damn obsession will eat away at the core..the poem moved nicely..good work.