The Orchestrate

The Orchestrate

A Poem by Color of the Iris

Notes of pure blackness are willed upon the paper

And my soul feels split in two

Harmonies of sweet darkness steal my heart again

And these things I feel for you

The night weighs heavy on your ice-blue eyes

As you crave my sorrow to live

The twisted melodies you create meant to hypnotize

I’m feeling my soul start to give

My soul falls dim and captivated by your shadow

I can feel its life pulse through me

As your eyes totally destroy me, leaving me hollow

Dying for you leaves me with peace

And as the piano sends me into a world of white

I dream of our once secret sanctuary

But now it’s corrupted by the sound of the angel’s trumpet

Leaving you to feel empty, and blurry

And as the night gives way to the pink hues of dawn

I feel myself awaken in your sweet arms

Traces of a long night of poisoness captivations long gone

I close my eyes and smile as I feel free from harm

 

© 2012 Color of the Iris


Author's Note

Color of the Iris
I think we've all felt under the spell of someone's music...

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I like this

Posted 12 Years Ago


This is very nice. You're right, I do like it a lot :) I like the rhyme and meter. Good work

Posted 12 Years Ago



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