Shattered StringsA Poem by Amber "Victoriomantic" HartA metaphor for having your love and trust destroyed.
I am the crystal puppet
Stitched together with love-filled lies My head hangs low as my body remains aloft I am immobile without your familiar touch. Light reflects off my every surface Casting soft rainbow shadows within. Trusting in my transparency, I allow you deep in my centre Where lies a red glass heart Throbbing with life while the body stays mute. The sunlight caresses my cast Channelled through every facet Warming me when I could otherwise seem cold Filling my shell with luminescence. Yet somehow, the strings which allowed my flight Tighten. Sunlight corrupts, causing my face to crack And the fire in my heart to split. My strings, the forgiving promisers of life Turn to vipers. I fall. Crystal splinters, fractures, breaks. The ruby within my chest escapes, shatters. I lie, in the remnants of my body. I wonder As to why I was allowed to disintegrate. Somehow resisting the urge To use the crystal shards to trace lines deep through my soul, Lines crimson as the heart you dropped. You leave me in pieces. And yet I cry for the strings, Yearn for the comfort in barbed wire. Sunlight dissolves so the moon may not glow. The moonrose wilts, Reflecting red from the glitter left on the floor, The dust with the missing strings. ~ 21.4.12
© 2012 Amber "Victoriomantic" HartAuthor's Note
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Added on June 25, 2012Last Updated on June 25, 2012 Tags: love, lies, manipulation, heart break, puppet, crystal, imagery, poetry AuthorAmber "Victoriomantic" HartUnited KingdomAboutHi everyone. My name is Amber JS Hart, and I am 20 years old. I live in England, and am studying for a psychology degree at the University of Surrey. I am also a Youth Worker for young people with mi.. more..Writing
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