Ruthless

Once again, you drag me to this cliff from which I'm sure to fall, without the slightest remorse, you open the door for my pain seeing only the glimmer you seek, while you turn your blind eye towards the dark specks of hurt they always carry across the portal Your ears hearing only the sweet song that comes from the darkness, muffled to the moist saccharine lies we both know are sure to come, as you strain against the bonds of prudence to press closer to the void, better to sense the vibrations of that lusty symphony as it comes nearer Where will you be, oh ruthless desire, when the chickens of my broken heart, come home once again, to roost?

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Richard Lamoureux

Date: 12/3/2014 4:10:00 PM

Regardless of the outcome, is there ever a time that we feel more alive? I would not sacrifice a single moment of that feeling to alieve my suffering. I enjoyed your poem.

David Brown
Date: 12/3/2014 4:39:00 PM

I believe that's why we call some things 'bittersweet', is it not? Sometimes I've thought we should change the proverb from 'good things come to those who wait', to '...come to those who suffer'. Thank you for reading and commenting, Richard. Always appreciate your thoughts.

Kp Nunez

Date: 12/2/2014 10:25:00 PM

Ruthlessly and shamelessly honest discourse of that something insidious, as fleshly desire. Great write here, sire. Kim Patrice :)

David Brown
Date: 12/3/2014 3:54:00 PM

Thank you very much, Kim Patrice. Comments are much appreciated

Eileen Manassian

Date: 11/30/2014 10:02:00 PM

Yes...temptation's call is sweet, but bitterness follows swiftly. Powerful write...

David Brown
Date: 12/1/2014 8:32:00 PM

Thank you as always, Eileen