Captivated by the rising tide, alone she stood
On a solemn piece of rock. The darkness
Lingered over; correcting her daylight.
Death in its inevitability took the form of ocean.
Amidst the fleeting light, an absence and
Neglect writhed behind her eyes,
Draining her malevolence, turning it to fear.
A tapestry of thought weaved onto her shoulder,
Lethargy strained through her. Never fighting the
Overpowering desire to sleep. One foot first,
Never look back, for the
End, is here.
Love is always close, but sometimes hard to find.
Endless the battle between the heart and the mind.
A bitter pill to swallow when love does the leaving.
Voicing desires, piecing together the hope of believing.
Embrace the act of love, it is the moon in the evening.
Youth will fall to the age of decay and death.
Our hearts can not survive, what will be left?
Understanding, it will all end, I will seize to exist.
My time dies away with each passing moment.
You capture every hour, the seconds well spent.
This is love, I feel it surrounding me, don't cry.
Existance is only here for a short time, I will die.
And you will survive to love again, please do.
Remember the times between me and you.
Sun rises and sun sets, love rises becoming new.
I will leave you my tears.
Spread my ashes upon the Earth.
Life has come full circle.
Time for growth and rebirth.
I will leave you my tears,
Don't you cry for me.
My vessel has sailed away,
Know that my spirit is now free.
Leave You My Tears
For Contest: The Poet II
Sponsor: Gautami Phookan
Poet: Casarah Nance
Date: September 04-2014
Inspiration for Hatred Bleeds From Her Discourse,
Rewriting What She Once knew - Tenacious Factuality -
Revelation of Consciousness Leaves Her Domain Bare.
Even as Her Fingers Silk Through The Light, She Recieves no Solace;
Voicing The Silent Echoes That Cascade Within Her.
Often, now, Her mind Breathes only condemnation - A Twisted Mockery -
Captivated By The Depravity of Her Own lucid Creation
Ability to align-star-crossed, Unfortunate Function Does Not Constitute Existence.
Beneath Perpetual Masochism Dawns The Remnants of Her Hope,
Liar, You Never Knew what Lurked behind Your own Putrid Assumptions.
Erase This Memory By All Means, Watch The letters Burn into The Sky.
- Watch Her Burn into The Sky -
I s a child to be heard?
N o one answers, as usual. The silence is slowly killing me.
S orrow, misunderstanding and these mourning memories,
I s this the way it is supposed to be? Since that fateful day, I have been a
G irl, lost in a whirl of tragic past, calamitous present and the fear of having no future,
N ever have I known what "family", "friends" or "fiends" mean, for
I have never made or heard of any.
F or I am thirteen, just as inconsequential as a dwarf planet, amongst boundless galaxies.
I live in misery, why won't anyone listen to me? I may be young, but I
C an converse, listen and see, and I
A m as normal as you are. So why
N ot give me a chance to prove myself?
C an you ever give me a listening
E ar? Is a child to be heard?
Mountains crumble no more to be
Oceans of woe since you left me
Thunder rolls and my heart it breaks
Humbly life ends, my soul it quakes
Everlasting grief with no mend
Reminds me daily, it will not bend
Inconceivable, this pain I bear
My love's not gone, together we'll share
In lasting glory at Jesus' feet
Serenity and grace, oh how sweet
Salvation unites on heaven's shore
Yesterday's gone, tomorrow brings more
Only a moment in time we wait
Until we meet at heaven's gate
Why do some get Cancer,
When we know this has no answer;
So this sickness isn't really Cancer;
Because we can not really find out the answer.
So here I will answer,
For everyone who suffers from Cancer.
C Can not find the Answer
A Anger, for not finding Answer
N No just cause for this Answer
C Caring in finding the Answer
E Everyone thinks they have the Answer
R Rest in peace, Sorry had no Answer
I will wait for you as long as it takes,
I will not let you go by making many mistakes,
I will be strong while i hold on tight,
Even if you don't care to say goodnight,
I will always want a part of you in my heart,
Even though i am already being torn apart,
I will smile and not act like nothing wrong,
I will always want you,
It's already been this long,
So if i am alone for the rest of my life,
I was waiting for you to come and let me be your wife,
I know that you will never feel the same way
I am just letting you know even how much you hate me,
I will always Stay.
W eeping fills the hangar as his casket is brought out,
E mbraced by Old Glory's colors, a fitting soldier's shroud.
L oved one's hearts are shattered, future hopes, dreams are crushed;
C omrades in arms salute him, adding a bittersweet touch.
O verwhelming grief consumes those left behind,
M eaningless words, platitudes spoken to be kind.
E arnest tales of bravery told of him who died.
H eavy with emotion, a nation shares regrets,
O ffering condolences to those who won't forget.
M any a brave soldier has been welcomed home this way.
E nding future ventures, they've come home to stay.
Entered in Susan Burch's Little Viewed Jewels contest.
M oment by moment the hours tick by,
I n each one I wonder and ask myself why,
S ince you have left me I feel so alone,
S o utterly empty when I should have known,
I nviting you into my heart wasn#t wise,
N ot when I knew you had other ties,
G one now the laughter of warm Summer days,
Y ou took them all with you, not wanting to stay.
O nly you coulld get under my skin like you did.
U ntil you came along I was just a big kid.
T hen I met you and everything changed,
E xcept for the fact that you were estranged,
R ecently leaving a home and a wife,
R evealing to me you still wanted that life.
I n all that you said and all that you did,
B ut I wanted you so I put in my bid,
L ike a fool I gambled my all and I lost,
Y ou were honest with me and well worth the cost.
Don't ever let yourself get caught up in an affair.
When it's over it's just not worth the pain and embarrassment.
If someone is married they are off limits and if you are married you are not free to sample the other stuff out there.
You could lose everything for a cheap, very temporary thrill.
Let cooler heads prevail and don't let your loins think for you.
This poem was written to convey this message.
It is , however pure fiction so don't feel sorry for me. ;)
For Aye, Aye And A Mistress Contest by Debbie Guzzi
Twisting the Misery around his Finger,
He walks to an isolated place.
Embedding his Heels into Sand, Carefully He
Offers himself to the Earth.
Lucid, Nostalgic Perfumes of a
Deceased Love Permeate his senses.
Meagrely He closes his eyes,
Night time captures the Sun and
Sinks into Sand. Darkness,
Like Liquid it Slips under the Surface
Engulfing the Labyrinth of Light,
Eating the morning hue, turning it to mist.
Peace is With Him, For Now, He