Illusion

Illusion

A Poem by redzone

Illusion

Everyday
illusion burns me alive,
I’m only “smoke and ashes babe”
invisible to your touch.
No need to worry what I say,
no need to turn away
from my love
as it’s only “smoke and ashes babe”;
only dust
blown by the wind.
~~~
Once there was substance,
a flesh and blood man
who stood naked
emotionally open
to the shadows of you,
willing to walk in step
with your spirit roaming,
my flute playing to your heart beats.
When you left
you took the music with you
leaving only illusion
burning me alive;
leaving only “smoke and ashes babe”.

Aztec Warrior/redzone 4.8.16
Note: the quoted lines in the poem are from Tracy Chapman’s 
song, ‘Smoke And Ashes’

© 2016 redzone


Author's Note

redzone
...thanks for reading


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Yes, it is like going through the motions after a love affair breaks apart....especially when you are the one who wanted it to last. Feelings of self worth go up in smoke. The world is dark and there is no music. Still, that is precisely the time to keep on going....even if it is only going through the motions. Eventually the sun shines again and little melodies kiss your ears. Yup, believe this old lady. She knows! :) I like Tracy Chapman's lyrics and music. It's great how music inspires you to write. Very "nice" my friend. Lydi*

Posted 8 Years Ago


There are relationships that burn badly -- and the healing is more of a recreation than just licking our wounds. Nice use of the song.

Posted 8 Years Ago


I once wrote ... let your heart be the phoenix ... it will rise again and again from any burnt-out, old embers. This piece is a what a good re-rising looks like. really great piece, Curt.

The url if you are interested ...https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WYLhFMAOf1U&list=PLq7iGUqmER5AKhTxZqTXzDU9MwPmjwGhn&index=12

Posted 8 Years Ago


damn good stuff...i think some relationships have done this to me...well, especially one in particular...and i have felt like smoke and ashes and maybe mirrors, since...
going through the motions...it happens...

and then we un-happen.

Posted 8 Years Ago



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