Shattered Illusions

In the days before illusion I did not like you much.
"Stop"
I hesitated.
"I have a gift for you."
I let curiosity win out and opened the package. "Glasses?"
"Yes. Try them on."
They were strange looking. Their opaque lenses shining in the light. I carefully lifted them from the box and slipped them on.
Oh how wonderful! Everything around me became brighter and lighter. It was as if time had no bearing on the living things I saw.
I turn to look at you, gently caressing your cheek with my fingers. "Beautiful."
You kiss my palm "Now tell me you love me."
"I do. I do love you."
We smile.
Perfect..

I sit and push my glasses up onto the bridge of my nose, for what must be the hundredth time that day. They are getting old, worn and stretched are the frames and they no longer fit properly. "Do you see that there?"
"See what?"
"That spot."
"No."
"It is right there." I run a nail across it. "It's a chip in the surface."
You smoothly slide your hand over it as you bend to kiss me.
"Perfect." You whisper against my lips.
I lose the thought..

My glasses slipped off my face and fell to the floor today.
I sat down and cried amidst the pieces.
I cried as I watched you pack and leave.

Months later, I finger the shattered remnants on their bed of cotton, in the little jewelry box I keep them in now.
As the morning sun catches them up within it's rays, it casts little rainbows on the walls about the room.
How beautiful.
How perfect.
I cry..

Reviews

[Travis Gibson (poetic h..]

Wow! Yet again, reading your work is like you are writting my own life down. Losing someone who brought such depth to the life we lead. This was beautiful and tragic. You structured the piece perfectly... the twists of emotion puts a smile on your face, then chokes you. Powerful!

[Rogue]

"the twists of emotion puts a smile on your face, then chokes you."
And with that, I think you summed up that whole relationship experience. Thank you, Travis for both coming to read and adding your thoughts. They are greatly appreciated, as you know. :)

[Travis Gibson (poetic heroics)]

That I do. Its always more than a pleasure.

[Shaun Payton]

Rogue, this is just well put together. Its layered with feeling and images. Its true poetry. Felt like a real life experience with the vivid ending so powerful.

[Rogue]

Shaun, thank you. I admit, when I had originally wrote this (later to be placed here), I was a couple months out of a relationship that ended and was still grieving it pretty badly. I am glad to know my feelings and emotions came across.

[Shaun Payton]

eminder to this reader of similar emotions, but that is why I love poetry..you are welcome Rogue

[KurKota]

This is just exceptional ! The uniqueness of the "blinding" of perception !!! Outstanding... you are truly a very gifted writer, in all your formats. I am very glad I found you ....many of the writers that I have scanned, seem kind of ...well, I will keep those opinions to myself.. but your writing is truly stimulating !!! You have a new follower here, my lady !!

[Rogue]

Thank you. I am quite flattered that you are enjoying my work. It is always the goal, even in heartbroken pieces like this, as writer to hope that the reader takes something away with them when they go, either good or bad. :)

[Summer'sBreeze]

Such a unique poem.
Wonderfully written!

[Rob Santana]

Damn unique write,well thought out and written. Full of emotions,imagery was insane. Reminded me of some what of a Tim Burton movie.

[Rogue]

Thank you.
The result of lying to oneself and learning to cope with the reality once the truth is revealed.

[sithlordjp]

Rogue, this piece of writing is so touching. We feel the weight of the passage of time with the words you choose. "Perfect..." indeed !!! Your style is always dead on, filled with emotions that the reader feels with every word.

[Rogue]

Yes, well.. I admit my attempts at poetry are a bit unconventional. And you, my friend are biased. :) Along with knowing what I was going through when I wrote that.
*sigh* Time does march on. The hurts grow less. The memories merely tucked away, but not forgotten.
You are truly a master in this medium and it is a true compliment. I thank you for it, JP.