In Trust I Trusted

In Trust I Trusted

A Poem by Omikron

Bones to bones
Figures of clay
Crafted by Gods
Were we
In the chambers of hearts
Sleeps a choking desire
Beneath polished skin
Is greed
A human frame
With the face of an angel
My blood you boiled
Like tea
In trust I trusted
Lord knows I did
Like the sailor trusts
The sea
Prisons you built
With these pillars of trust
Thousands of doors
No key
In trust I trusted
Seduced by my sin
All I learned was how
To bleed

© 2024 Omikron


Author's Note

Omikron
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This poem is marvelous. Excellent artistic writing. Keep it up friend 😊 loved your writing

Posted 10 Months Ago


Dangerously desolate. Very visual.

Good read.

With love,

Matthew

Posted 1 Year Ago


Trust is everything in a relationship and if it's non-existent then it implodes. I like the use of your strong language "pillars you build with these pillars of trust"....." my blood you boiled like tea" Thank you for sharing an important part of life....
Warmly, B

Posted 1 Year Ago


You have to be careful about trust. It can become a prison, which I think you, now, already know.

I love the last line.

Posted 1 Year Ago


"...My blood you boiled
Like tea."
Powerful!--as is this entire piece.
High-level work, O.

Posted 6 Years Ago


Both the form and content are to be commended. It blooms like a rose in a thicket of thorns. May the rose ever bloom.

Posted 6 Years Ago


"A human frame
With the face of an angel
My blood you boiled
Like tea"

I just love how it was an effortless gliding between light and darkness, hope and despair. So beautiful.

Posted 7 Years Ago


' Prisons you built ~ With these pillars of trust ~
Thousands of doors ~ No key .. '

This seems to be only a few finely metered words BUT they say so very much. You're near damning trust for the weakness it can be; emotions battered, confidence drowned in the realisation that nothing is certain. Perhaps?

This has such a rawness to it, yet.. your word play is fragile..

Posted 7 Years Ago


The bars and rhymes are neat, and your word choice is dusty, with traces of seduction in it. Fantastic breath while reading, and environment is stark, with traces of dark impressions throughout. Polished and almost bitter. Well penned...

Posted 7 Years Ago


The imagery and the smooth flow of word made me so anxious to keep reading great job!

Posted 7 Years Ago


Omikron

7 Years Ago

Thank you!

// O

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Added on January 9, 2017
Last Updated on August 11, 2024
Tags: Trust, Blood, Horror, Thriller, Story, Telltale, Like, Love, Fresh, Frehfinds, January, Start, Sleep, Dark, Eerie, Scary, Fiction, Broken, Heartbreak, Depression

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Omikron
Omikron

Sweden



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