Downpour
A Poem by
Michael (Letters and Lifelines)
I watch the glow, And drift away...
It lightens up,
The darkened sea...
The cries and screams,
All fade away...
A forgotten silence,
Takes over me...
So many times,
I wanted to run,
And leave forever...
Only to return,
And see you here,
When I'm all better...
You know,
It's always with me.
You know,
It never leaves me.
The surge,
Has a strong attraction.
It serves,
As a bad distraction.
Sometimes,
It gets so hard to pretend...
It leaves me screaming in the end.
Watch the embers glow,
In the night-time sky...
They're slowly falling,
On the sea...
Can you see I'm hiding,
Behind my eyes?
Can you tell I'm living,
On my knees?
After forty nights,
When the rain subsides,
And the floods are dried and gone...
I'll run to see,
If our names in ash,
Have stayed there all along...
You know,
It's always with me.
You know,
It never leaves me.
The surge,
Has a strong attraction.
It serves,
As a bad distraction.
Sometimes,
It gets so hard to pretend...
It leaves me screaming in the end.
I like to think,
That I'll be fine,
If you leave me here,
One final time.
Just a desperate wish,
From a tired heart,
For an easy end,
To the hardest start.
I'm on your edge.
Don't make me fall.
I found you once,
And I lost it all.
If love's the ending,
You have in mind,
Then write your story,
At the end of mine.
Fate left you here,
With me tonight,
Saying, take a chance,
You'll be alright.
A playful shove,
And a sneak attack,
Like reaching out,
Just to pull me back.
Am I too far gone?
Could it be too late?
Can you save me now,
With a fast escape?
If love's the ending,
You have in mind,
Then place your hand,
Inside of mine.
Please remind me,
How to be excited.
I lost my way,
Can you help me find it?
A gentle brush,
And a whispered word.
I miss so much,
In the things unheard.
I catch your stare,
And the softest smile,
And I dream this out,
Just for a while.
If love's the ending,
You have in mind,
Then trace your name,
Right next to mine.
If love's the ending,
You have in mind,
Then write your story,
At the end of mine.
If love's the ending,
You have in mind,
Then place your hand,
Inside of mine.
If love's the ending,
You have in mind...
Then trace your name,
Right next to mine.
© 2014 Michael (Letters and Lifelines)
Reviews
This flows like a mountain stream, anticipating its union with a larger river. Well written.
Posted 10 Years Ago
10 Years Ago
Thank you very much for the review!
If love's the ending,
You have in mind...
Then trace your name,
Right next to mine.
nice..........
know I am late .....
sorry I was having my board exams.
Posted 10 Years Ago
If love's the ending,
You have in mind...
Then trace your name,
Right next to mine.
nice..........
know I am late .....
sorry I was having my board exams.
10 Years Ago
Thank you for reading and reviewing Akhila!
I felt the volcanic power and destruction. I felt the hardened lava flows...
Is the memory a petrified artifact or the seed of living love?
Only she can answer that I see...
Here's wishing you a rainbow and then some light refreshing rain mixed with sunshine!
A well connected write. I felt your words and understood them in a living picture.
Posted 10 Years Ago
I felt the volcanic power and destruction. I felt the hardened lava flows...
Is the memory a petrified artifact or the seed of living love?
Only she can answer that I see...
Here's wishing you a rainbow and then some light refreshing rain mixed with sunshine!
A well connected write. I felt your words and understood them in a living picture.
10 Years Ago
Thank you for reading and the wonderful insights! I appreciate the review!
This flow @-@ like butter. That was probably the most mundane way to describe, but it's melted butter so it's amazing.
Basically
This poem end flowed extremely well. Glad a friend of mine pointed me to this.
Love itself. Portrayed through this. I'm impressed. And enjoyed it so very much.
Posted 10 Years Ago
This flow @-@ like butter. That was probably the most mundane way to describe, but it's melted butter so it's amazing.
Basically
This poem end flowed extremely well. Glad a friend of mine pointed me to this.
Love itself. Portrayed through this. I'm impressed. And enjoyed it so very much.
10 Years Ago
Wow! Thank you very much for reading and for the great review!
What a wonderful poem! I greatly enjoyed reading. The rawness of the emotions of this poem are amazing and hard to pull off. Well done.
Posted 10 Years Ago
What a wonderful poem! I greatly enjoyed reading. The rawness of the emotions of this poem are amazing and hard to pull off. Well done.
10 Years Ago
Wow! Thank you so much for the great review!
A contemplation and confession type of poem. A powerful poem indeed. These lines stood out for me.
"You know,
It never leaves me.
The surge,
Has a strong attraction.
It serves,
As a bad distraction."
Posted 10 Years Ago
A contemplation and confession type of poem. A powerful poem indeed. These lines stood out for me.
"You know,
It never leaves me.
The surge,
Has a strong attraction.
It serves,
As a bad distraction."
10 Years Ago
Thank you very much, Sami!
10 Years Ago
You are welcome...:)....................
This is another masterpiece from you, Michael. Same style but always amazing. Please keep writing. =)
Posted 10 Years Ago
This is another masterpiece from you, Michael. Same style but always amazing. Please keep writing. =)
10 Years Ago
Wow! Thank you so much, Margarita! I will keep writing!
Sounds like a song to be.
A Phoenix rises from the ash..so will you.
Enjoyed it.
Scott
Posted 10 Years Ago
Sounds like a song to be.
A Phoenix rises from the ash..so will you.
Enjoyed it.
Scott
10 Years Ago
Thank you for the review, Scott!
10 Years Ago
:)
Scott......
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Added on January 26, 2014
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Michael (Letters and Lifelines) NY
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