Sorrow.

Grieving is a first hand experience in life,

And loneliness is a sub-factor of love.

Birds and the bees, footprints in the snow, and my kisses to your nose.

Spring flowers to my lips-

my words dyed sweet; and for you-

 another soul to keep.

 

For-get-me-not bouquets’, and blossoming cherry trees.

everything I’ve never had, but wait, where’s you and me?

Ah, I see it now.

Just another thing I waited on, but never came.

That one ‘special’ man that left me to stand alone in the rain.

That one ‘special’ man who delivered me so much pain.

 

You had your depression, and I had mine.

  Maybe that’s the love that has us forever entwined.

Deep secrets compel the unknown.

 

Empathy is something that most of us feel. We just have to know when to stop and tell when enough is enough,

and start to begin to differentiate between what is real and what is not.

 

 Soft-spoken hints, and ‘little’ lies.

Every other word just became bittersweet.

Just as the aspirations of a child became awe inspiring.

 

Trudging in the mud of despair, I lost my boots and touched sorrow.

You: a lost sparrow that got caught in the rain.

I reached out my hand, and as did you.

Now look, a fleeting being that will yet live again.

 

 Psychopathic delusions hunched into a singular constructional mindset of possibilities.

Insanity: the illusion of ignorance.

I don’t know who I am anymore.

 

A mask that was meant to protect myself,

ended up rotting my true face of purity.

Now I’m just damned into this place of inhumanity.

 

Soft shallow breaths of designated death.

Finally my time has come, but as soon as I say that;

I wake up.

 

Reality was never good as my dreams anyways.

This is the seamlessness of crushing conspiracy. 

Reviews

[theking]

The first sentence of the poem I disliked. "Grieving is a first hand experience in life" I felt was kind of obvious, for any emotion you experience in life will be first hand. I didn't particularly dislike the rhythmic quality of the sentence, I just found it to kind of screw with the message you were sending.

I would also like to see you improve upon the title a bit. It's just a bit too simplistic, while the poem expresses many complex themes like regret and loneliness, which will move me on to my next point.

I loved the diversity of your writing here. I found the many different themes in this poem to add a deeper layer to the beauty, and it was one of the most in depth poems I have read here. I thought it was really good :)

Keep up the good work, and rate my review if you found it helpful!

[Larul]

Thank you for your review. I find that getting honesty is the most respect I could get from anyone. This poem is one of my firsts, but I'm working on improving my simplicity. I look forward to you reviewing my new works. Thankies!~

-Larul.

[Luke Rawlings]

This poem has a mystical feel to it. The structure is not one that I enjoy usually, but when I am reading your work it feels like I am in your mind. You are good at conjuring up this imagery. I couldn't find the poem Fallen in your selection, but I did read it on the link you provided. Fallen is a definite favourite of mine and I would add it to my Library but alas, I can not. A very good writing style. Well done.