There lies a candle..

Immortal, as if death was a bad neighbor.

A neighbor with too much booze and music that plays way too loud.

An interruption of your self-destruction hour.

how dare he who knows so much not see the blood on the trees? the plead on the shoe?

the expression of guilt
was written in thick letters
right on the sunken narrow ground.

Where above it she stands, as if almost an illusion.

A reminder of existence is feeling so numb, with internal scars.

Kiss the manifestation of shame before it rapes you in some dark ally, to find out that if you scream
so loud in the silence, on the top of your decayed lungs,

No one but the devil is listening to you. Where he chuckles in pure malice.

I lost my heart on some black cloud years ago.

When it rained, it fell down in pieces onto the cement.

if I find
a piece
here and there, I won't touch it, I won't pick it up till im complete.
When I need
no repair, like a young lost child,
I sit beneath the sky so scared, so scared.

Reviews

[bear]

i think that poem is very deep. it is very inspiring as well for me to get out and write more poems. keep writing.

[Wondering Mind]

Deep!
Where above it she stands, as if almost an illusion.-A reminder of existence is feeling so numb, with internal scars.-Kiss the manifestation of shame before it rapes you in some dark ally, to find out that if you scream
so loud in the silence, on the top of your decayed lungs,"- I liked this a lot!

[Chaya Prasad]

i really like this poem. it's really deep. :)