A Violet Feeling

A music box plays, far away,
tinkering, tankering with pictures set in motion
Petals on fresh roses filling the sense's rupturing cloaks of hidden pleasures
swimming in there colours, dancing to raindrops that shatter so softly
A moment is taken, harshly without thinking
A flash of terror to a little heart beating
The smell of the roses, the sound of the music, melting away in a veil of incandesent separation
Stinging and stabbing the purest of hearts
A little girls face with the tears of an angel twisted and torched with stains of violet
Forgetting the places locked in dark boxes with memories that hang like bright candles
A realism crashes and rescues the ferment
that creates the delusion of the pieces that
never quite fit
 

Reviews

[CharlieO]

This is a lovely poem - really very well written.
I liked your use of varying line length - it really supported the central message of this poem - I feel that the line beginning 'Petals on fresh roses ...' was a little too long - this is just my personal opinion though and I do think that it sounds good as it is - just that is the only thing I could think of which could be changed.
Overall though this is a wonderful poem - the reader is wrapped up in the moment. I think there is some vivid imagery here along with some good diction - which makes the poem really enjoyable to read.
Congrats on this write - I hope you enjoy the cafe.

[Jane Doe Smith Rogers]

Painful memories restimulated by beautiful things. A hint of music, a faint lovely fragrance, the patter of rain and a well of grief surfaces, only just hidden deep inside.

[These Haunted Hallways]

Very beautifully-written poem. Sad, yet tragic in a way. Yea, we always wait for some magical moment to take all of the pain away forever. Sometimes it's an illusion where we think it will come and help us, but it just fades in the distance or something. We always search for rest, but sometimes we are always tormented by our demons that drag us down to the ground, and it is extremely hard to fight the war with them. A very thought-provoking piece. It really made me think hehe. I really liked it :)

B.A.

[Michael X]

Lara- this writing speaks valumes and reveals the heart like an open book, as pages trun in the winds
of subjugation- tying togther heartbreak and emotions- searching for the path leading to the return to
innocence- like dreams and music box players- sometimes those things we look at bring back times
before the heart knew what it meant to feel pain- reality's gift to those who willign to accept it or not
i really enjoyed the way your brought the words together with craftiness- soul touching insight