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A Soul Grown Cold

A Soul grown cold repenting for the lies to come,
lays cast in addiction laced stains of anguished fantasies.
With a tortured logic knowing the only way out is further in,
the Beast awaits its dawn, waking only to be fed again.
A circle that never arcs, scheming to envisage a new identity.
Withered and weary pretenses that are no longer attended,
never ending till the last taste is savored.
Maybe tomorrow...

02/26/2020

Copyright © Charlie Smith | Year Posted 2020

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Line Gauthier Date: 1/25/2021 6:09:00 PM Wow - great poem about the torment of addiction. So glad it is published in the 2020 PS Anthology ~ well penned Login to Reply Charlie Smith Date: 1/29/2021 8:11:00 AM Thank you Line...

Liam Mcdaid Date: 6/10/2020 6:39:00 AM the dawn in your words awaken in this masterly created piece charlie wishing you a blessed week bro Login to Reply Charlie Smith Date: 9/15/2020 4:29:00 PM Thank you Liam...

Vladislav Raven Date: 4/3/2020 8:36:00 AM Hi Charlie, love the content of this dark piece. You paint such vivid imagery with your words. Such a deep write, my friend. The heart of addiction. A Fav. Have a wonderful Friday. Your friend always....Mike. Login to Reply Charlie Smith Date: 4/3/2020 11:48:00 AM Thank you so much Mike...

David Smith Date: 3/27/2020 3:28:00 PM Well put Charlie. Hop your lock down space is not claustrophobic. No Deaths linked to virus as I write here in NZ. I am emailing poems out to all and sundry to keep them smiling, Recording for local radio this morning by phone. Regards David in NZ Login to Reply Charlie Smith Date: 3/27/2020 3:41:00 PM Keep you head down David and keep the faith my friend, they're firing live rounds at us here in the states.

Connie Marcum Wong Date: 3/21/2020 5:15:00 AM Your poem contains that deep sadness of the soul caught in an endless circle of desperation. Wonderfully expressed Charlie. xxoo Login to Reply Charlie Smith Date: 3/21/2020 11:11:00 AM Thanks Connie...

Jennifer Proxenos Date: 3/17/2020 1:27:00 PM Your poem is awesomely powerful Charlie - I had to fave it. trapped in their addition, it seems there is no escape for them - but "Maybe tomorrow" ........ Blessings, Jennifer. Login to Reply Charlie Smith Date: 3/17/2020 3:52:00 PM Thank you Jennifer...

Ralph Sergi Date: 3/12/2020 9:33:00 AM Hi Charles: Your poem has a deep impact. It took me 8 months to withdraw from prescription drugs , thanks to the support of my family. Login to Reply Charlie Smith Date: 3/14/2020 4:48:00 PM Thank you Ralph and thank God for family...

Kim Rodrigues Date: 3/9/2020 12:32:00 PM Yes, it is very difficult for one to step away from the wayward woman of addiction that breathes down one’s neck. But I pray that the chains will be broken off our youth! I know such a one and also one that just died. God rain down deliverance on those lost to this agony. Deliver them from the evil one...in Jesus name. Login to Reply Charlie Smith Date: 3/14/2020 4:48:00 PM Amen Kim...

Demetrios Trifiatis Date: 3/9/2020 11:44:00 AM Addictions bring the enslavement of body and soul. Will and determination are nullified. A person doesn't live just subsist . A very powerful poem dear Charlie. Login to Reply Charlie Smith Date: 3/14/2020 4:47:00 PM Thank you Demetrios...

Constance La France Date: 3/9/2020 11:22:00 AM Charlie, a deep and emotional write, so many are trapped and can see no way out, the need "Never ending till the last taste is savored." wonderful _Constance Login to Reply Charlie Smith Date: 3/14/2020 4:47:00 PM Thank you Constance...

Eileen Manassian Date: 3/6/2020 5:54:00 PM It's hard to break free. You wrote of this relentless cycle of addiction creatively. Blessings Login to Reply Charlie Smith Date: 3/7/2020 2:44:00 PM Thank you Eileen...

Panagiota Romios Date: 3/4/2020 1:00:00 PM Addictions kill body and soul. However, many overcome them. Powerful poem about the beast. Always ready to pounce, kill and destroy. Hope stands awaiting..)) Panagiota xxx Login to Reply Charlie Smith Date: 3/4/2020 3:59:00 PM Thank you Panagiota...

Mystic Rose Rose Date: 3/3/2020 6:58:00 PM So many feelings attached on the treadmill of habit and obsession. You describe it so well, Great poerty Charlie, Thank you for sharing. Login to Reply Charlie Smith Date: 3/4/2020 3:58:00 PM Thank you Pixie...

Constance La France Date: 3/3/2020 6:42:00 PM Charlie, a deep poem, love it and well done _Constance Login to Reply Charlie Smith Date: 3/4/2020 3:58:00 PM Thank you Constance...

Eve Roper Date: 3/2/2020 7:02:00 PM How often does a soul have to repent to really break the chain. And the Beast savors each moment because it knows the weakness is always there. And, yes, maybe tomorrow if tomorrow ever comes. Fantastic , deep with emotion, Charlie. I hope I read it right. Login to Reply Charlie Smith Date: 3/4/2020 3:57:00 PM You did Eve, thank you...

Paul Callus Date: 3/2/2020 4:04:00 PM It's been a long hard journey, and yet even in old age there is no peace. This is a poem which gives us food for thought, Charlie. Regards // paul Login to Reply Charlie Smith Date: 3/4/2020 3:55:00 PM Thanks for the visit Paul...

Anne-Lise Andresen Date: 3/1/2020 12:54:00 PM - When the beast wakes up ... my first thought, Charlie ... a excellent dark poem - hugs // Anne-Lise :) Login to Reply Charlie Smith Date: 3/2/2020 3:27:00 PM Thank you Ann-Lise...

Heidi Sands Date: 2/29/2020 5:30:00 PM You have described this well Charlie! Excellent :) Login to Reply Charlie Smith Date: 3/1/2020 12:06:00 PM Thank you Heidi...

Silent One Date: 2/29/2020 10:50:00 AM A dark poem of a lost soul turned cold... Seems like a poem about addiction... Login to Reply Charlie Smith Date: 2/29/2020 4:23:00 PM It was, but not just alcohol or drugs. Thanks SO...

Arturo Michael Date: 2/29/2020 9:27:00 AM A lot of wisdom in this one...it's the unquenchable thirst of life itself that makes some go to extremes... Login to Reply Charlie Smith Date: 2/29/2020 4:21:00 PM Thank you Arturo...

Andrea Dietrich Date: 2/28/2020 8:02:00 PM oh that horrible never ending circle he has put himself in. you captured the dark mood here wonderfully. Login to Reply Charlie Smith Date: 2/29/2020 4:20:00 PM Thank you Andrea...

Connie Marcum Wong Date: 2/27/2020 3:01:00 PM This poem is fantastic Charlie! Those of us who are of a certain age are sure to identify with this wonderful poem! xxoo Login to Reply Charlie Smith Date: 2/29/2020 4:20:00 PM Thank you Connie...

Peter Dome Date: 2/27/2020 1:18:00 AM Very well written. Very clever. Login to Reply Charlie Smith Date: 2/27/2020 11:07:00 AM Thank you Peter...

Gershon Wolf Date: 2/26/2020 9:41:00 PM Chilling as chilling can be. Resonates b/c it is all too real. ~ Cold Turkey Login to Reply Charlie Smith Date: 2/26/2020 10:39:00 PM Thanks Gerson..

Susan Ashley Date: 2/26/2020 6:58:00 PM Dear Charlie, you frame the dark mood of your poem with the exquisitely expressive phrasing of your gripping first line. The endless cycle spirals ever downward. I love this line: 'Withered and weary pretenses that are no longer attended/Never ending till the last taste is savored.' - so much said, Charlie, just so much. A brilliant piece from your talented pen and poetic soul. Warmest wishes always.. ~Susan Login to Reply

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