Dust to dust

Love has been gutted

Tender tears hemorrhage from weary wounds

The ashes of a dream have heaven butted

Memory's rain washes the tombs

Names from marble are eroded

The sun raises on a beggars world

In an eternal spring the queen of hearts is corroded

Out of a glass house a stone is hurled

Silently smashing the mirrors of time

Under a locked jaw the tongue does wilt

Prosecuted for a nonexistent crime

From broken glass raises the dust of guilt

Reviews

[AYVID N]

Memory's rain washes the tombs
Names from marble are eroded
The sun raises on a beggars world

I find these lines exceptional as also the smashing of the mirrors of time. I read such heartbreak and disillusionment in them. Love can be so unfair and destructive sometimes. It feels like glass shattered into a zillion fragments.
The dust of guilt was again so relatable. It never settles...

[Soren]

Thank you Divya It is funny that we as people focus on fairness. Fairness is a human concept not nature's. Nature has its own concept of this and the greatest fairness in nature is death, in that all must go through it. Thanks so much for the read and your most kind comments

[AYVID N]

Indeed, scares me sometimes but I guess she has her own scales and balances. Perhaps, her kind of fairness is crucial to keep the earth from destruction. I appreciate your thoughts so much. You are most welcome.

[AYVID N]

****Nature**********

[JD Major]

This one captures my worst middle-of-the-night dreads, soren, so painfully and exquisitely written, don't know whether to thank you or scold you, haha :)
"Out of a glass house a stone is hurled." Great line!
JD

[Soren]

Thank you JD for your most generous words.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

a poem that simply closes in on itself...suffocating from the tragedies of life that we must
write about or we will explode.
j.

[Soren]

Thank you Jacob for your review and most insightful comment. Pain is temporary though and it all is for the best, a lesson that we all must learn how to deal with.

[Mk.t.g]

Such a deep and forlorn feeling! I loved this writing, Soren!

[Chris Shaw]

The wound is deep here and the pain felt by the reader. Shattered pieces of love gone wrong. Very poetically expressed Soren and sad with it.

Chris

[Soren]

Thank you Chris for your read and comments. Love can be more painful than hate.

[Chris Shaw]

Indeed it can be. I have never hated much, but I have loved much and too much at times for my own good :)

[John the Baptist]

Heavy and somber imagery here. It appears that a loss of some sort has occurred, and this outcome has warped the speaker's view of life. A litany of images illustrating the futility of this temporal life follows, with no relief in sight. Not your basic upper here.

[Soren]

Darkness has been on the agenda this week with the winter solstice just around the corner. Thanks John for your review and spot on comments.

[willweb]

Wow, that was so deep and lonely feeling. I could feel this because I know this feeling. My friend you have written pure emotions and this is amazing.

[Soren]

Thank you Will your comments are embarassingly generous. Thanks for reading Will.

[Coyote Poetry]

No tenderness in these words Soren.
"Love has been gutted
Tender tears hemorrhage from weary wounds"
You had me at the first two lines. Broken glass does stop bleeding when the whiskey is good. Thank you my friend for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

[Soren]

Thank you Coyote for your review and most generous words.

[Coyote Poetry]

You are welcome my friend.