Walk into Exile

Walk into Exile

A Poem by ErosPanther

Maybe one day, I'll find my way back
From this
From the depths of an indescribable yet haunting darkness
For now; it is a longsighted ride
Suddenly, caring for someone becomes a price to pay
Calling upon a massive storm
Transforming into a favored smoke
Breaking a red threaded plasma bond
Blowing a goodbye kiss by Vega's mirage
Leaving for her palms; a bouquet
To which it once was lavender sage..

I have got her memories and my open white sky
Our precious moments; My only thirst
Her magical smile and her shining diamonds; 
My only consumption and keeping me from getting those bursts
This is it; Walking endlessly into a topographic point
Where nothing shines and chimes
Surrounded by cold spirits and just one being; myself
To which was full of joy, anger, laughter, dominance and passion
Now; It's unknown, void and null to those spirits and myself as well
I have been to this place before; Oh I have
I know of this pain which it harbors, I have endured it myself; then and now..

Trapped yet relishing this world; Crafted by my own design
Wrapped in chunk of emotions which are undefined
Nearby ocean waves are my only clarity
To give me the melody which I mix with her smile
My soul's only authentication; 
There's some strength left, but no purpose for it
There's some wisdom left, but no one to share with it 
There's some love left, but no one to trust on it
The more I walk; An emptiest being I become
The call from my destiny, finally becoming my only reality
Know this, To once you were an idyllic goddess
I will be here in my solitude; Making this my luminous actuality
Even though I have left my soul with you; 
To be an echo for your darkness
Always inflamed; Always yours
Your Panther..

© 2015 ErosPanther


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Added on November 23, 2015
Last Updated on November 23, 2015
Tags: solitude, pain, exile, echo, darkness

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ErosPanther
ErosPanther

Toronto, Canada



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