love suicide

sweet rose thorn

my heart be torn

my blood runs cold, yet hot as i

anger seiges through my veins

my blood boils, and it overflows

scorching pain my soul burned

3d degree no where to turn

 

i melt,

and i no longer feel the pounding of my heart

nor do i feel my own breath upon these lips

no longer do my dreams captivate me,

and no longer do i sweat

oh sweet perspirtation,

my nightmares have torn me

screaming is no longer an issue

sewn together, with a tight mend

my lips remained closed, speechless, breathless

until i feel your kiss agian

 

the dampness of tears no longer lingers

just the sweet salty taste of hate

and the glowing redness of anger that engulfed my eyes

 

sweet rose petals

i watch as you wilt

and dance through the air

graceful, with no doubt

never second guessing your direction

you just fly,

true simplicity, you are

to my love suicide

 

 

 

Reviews

[Helen Crutchett]

Good imagery in this intense bitter/sweet write. I loved the ending, it seemed to take the edge of the sadness and the acceptance of the end showed through. Very nice poem!

[Diwakar - "The Warrior ..]

very deep an intense feeling........nice one :-)

[wordaddict]

Very dark but also really deep
GREAT WORK