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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required In English we say, I am hurting, but in poetry we say ~ I am windswept wave weeping weathered roses upon the haunting heart of drowsy dunes, kissed by the mineralized melancholy of wounded wadis, for love forgot the fated flow, nevermore feeling the forlorn skin of b l e e d i n g ink… I seize the scorpion crushed weight of crestfallen crystals, once voiced through painless passion. Devouring the distress cutting through lips splitting, I taste nothingness amidst raining ruby-winged butterflies, mirroring the bruise burning in sync with extreme dolor… O beloved, would you still recognize the rippling riddles of soul’s river, or has distance dried the wild-lilies dressed in dramatic scents of dangerous devotion, like the syllables I spilled between the spaces that held the poetry we once breathed? Would you still hear the undreamed chimeras ~ chapters channelled now choking the reveries I home in morbid muteness, or has the nerving nadir jinxed the sparks of Jupiter ablaze, numbing ringed-jewels of strength we once believed faithfully would never phase nor decay… I wonder if your skies serenade soft blue soliloquies ~ sunrise soaked in honeysuckle hymns. Do they drizzle densely designed darkness draped in dissonance, or do you find comfort in painting me with solemn ashes as the black-fanged Empusa ~ one that inflicted nothing but misery, injected like liquid lethal lament that suffocated the arteries of midnight? 2:22 ~ angel omen ~ do with this what you will, I overwrite to outrun the emotions, refusing to be overtaken by disillusionment. I speak not to lure the stars across your cerulean seclusion, but to heal as I seal the envelope of unanswered thoughts, wishing the pulse of p a t i e n c e would no longer push and pull the string of my weakness like ice-hot estuaries rushing against the ache of want... O detached desires, forgive my need to release. I am not restless, I am not reactionary, I am merely reminiscing in resilience, to rise again as the seamstress of scarless sonnets….
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