Below is the poem entitled Crossroads: Part I which was written by poet
Eszes. Please feel free to comment on this poem. However, please remember, PoetrySoup is a place of encouragement and growth.
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So, now it has come to this.
layered against razor-tipped tongue,
ready to land upon eagle’s nest.
Ready for Solace’s oceanic visions...
Visions that never cared to change me,
only loves me enough to embrace.
She didn’t care to see right through me,
only cherishing me enough to see within.
She never caressed my love
while picking past-time scabs,
guilt sway dangling; a presumptuous noose.
She never hung me to out to dry,
a dangling blanket bloodied from ambivalent missionary positions.
No jealousy grasp against my closet dusted skeleton.
She never cut me with diamond ring uncertainties.
She never told me she loved me,
while running towards horizons’ indifference.
She simply wants to be memories’ wind upon my hand,
knowing I shut my palms from judgments’ scythe
and nightmares of distance filling my miles,
wallowing in my sin.
smell the winds of change.
a wisp crying for release.
A rose petal
no longer willing to come to terms.
no longer wishing to exist
with minds’ eye shut.
A heart ready
© Drake J. Eszes