I barely remember your face, the feel of your skin; so intimate with details, later to feel estranged. The sound of your voice, once sweet and safe; within an eternity’s moment, sends a chill through my spine; freezes the blood in my vein, pierces my thought like an arrow, weighs down my heart as if lead. Your touch once soft, makes my body cringe, my throat enclose, my heart harden. My spirit throws up in sickness and disgust, desperate to be rid of you - Your poison still resides within You refuse to let go
sometimes there is nothing we can take to throw up those painful memories of how someone we once loved changed so much...that poison does still reside---i really like that "my spirit throws up"
and the beginning of the poem reminds me a bit of the idea of selective memory---but subconsciously, that never really works...
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Thank you for taking the time read and comment, Jacob. I am glad you like the "my spirit throws up".. read moreThank you for taking the time read and comment, Jacob. I am glad you like the "my spirit throws up" bit :) Although, I thought it might be a bit much reading it afterwards... I wrote this poem without much thought it just came out like this and at the time I did feel that my spirit and everything inside me wanted to through up to be rid of him.
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some of the best just come without much thought...as william forrester said in Finding Forrester, th.. read moresome of the best just come without much thought...as william forrester said in Finding Forrester, the secret of writing is to write.
Many of us have been there and some of us have worn the tee shirt out. This is an excellent and otherwise successful attempt to capture some of those mixed emotions, mixed perceptions and residual personal recollections that will, in time fade or change and no longer haunt you...N
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9 Years Ago
Thank you for your kind words, I appreciate you sharing your thoughts :)
sometimes there is nothing we can take to throw up those painful memories of how someone we once loved changed so much...that poison does still reside---i really like that "my spirit throws up"
and the beginning of the poem reminds me a bit of the idea of selective memory---but subconsciously, that never really works...
Posted 9 Years Ago
1 of 1 people found this review constructive.
9 Years Ago
Thank you for taking the time read and comment, Jacob. I am glad you like the "my spirit throws up".. read moreThank you for taking the time read and comment, Jacob. I am glad you like the "my spirit throws up" bit :) Although, I thought it might be a bit much reading it afterwards... I wrote this poem without much thought it just came out like this and at the time I did feel that my spirit and everything inside me wanted to through up to be rid of him.
9 Years Ago
some of the best just come without much thought...as william forrester said in Finding Forrester, th.. read moresome of the best just come without much thought...as william forrester said in Finding Forrester, the secret of writing is to write.
Bad faces and memories are hard to forget.
"- Your poison still resides within
You refuse to let go"
I don't believe the poison to be a bad thing. Leave us with knowledge and make us more careful. Thank you Mai for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote
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9 Years Ago
Thank you, Coyote. Yes, I agree sometimes it is good to remember certain feelings, to avoid similar .. read moreThank you, Coyote. Yes, I agree sometimes it is good to remember certain feelings, to avoid similar situations - though only to some extend...
Thank you for sharing your thoughts.
Yeah..... Your poems help me to move and think ahead.I have long passed the phase when the face or voice of my ex used to disgust me.Now i am so numb to all that feelings that it doesn't even matter.This is the poem of 2011 so i guess you have surely moved ahead a lot .And the hatred and poison have not decapacitated your senses.A really emotional poem which led to a thousands of emotions churning in my heart.. I am in love with that word lately :p "cringe".. Love?? Ewww-cringe :D.... Thanks for sharing this awesome poem.You are definitely very talented.
~Sophy
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9 Years Ago
Thank you for your most kind words, Sophy.
Yes, I have moved on know! Finally, after getting.. read moreThank you for your most kind words, Sophy.
Yes, I have moved on know! Finally, after getting it out on paper he started to go away :)
haha... I also tend to a a word that I particularly like for a period of time :)
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