Controlling Rage Of Darkness

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Controlling Rage Of Darkness

Controlling Rage Of Darkness


Controlling rage of darkness
I allowed him to touch with his glance
of lukewarm eyes
His cold wet lips touched my cheek
He whispers my name in so much pain
He acts as if he had gotten injured in so many way's
The more he looks within my eyes 
I could see the footprints of his darken soul
he could see my lonely past as I see his
Time has away to wrench at your pains
your thoughts and memories
It has a way to Silence you
We once loved, but we had left it unspoken
We had buried our souls deep within the night
displacing love into darken dreams
romance had gone down into the flame 
of two broken souls 
that don't know how to let it go
Oh, cold painful memories is rooting it's way at me
Every winter and every year
This memory scatters through my mind day and night
into the foundation of my soul
this pain summarized all my dilemmas
I see his eyes glaring back at me 
while I sleep in to deep dreams
He cries out telling me what is it you see? 
My paralyzed emotions came undone
he words are piercing at my soul
His urgency branching out in the crying winds of Spring
Oh, deep burning blaze stay away from me
images, melting deeper into my eyes
His desires will never be fulfilled, 
Oh, sorrows lead me into the symbols of more pain.
this old passion was once beautiful
but the rain has washed it all away
Though the lips of the past 
has it's own way of coming back
His love was once flawless but that is a myth
With his existence he finds me
to pass on all his pain out in crying rains
My eyes see through the Paris mist 
rising from window pains.
a quiet night near rivers, 
where barges makes gentle
fruit trees and bumble bees 
Roses are blooming in the countryside of dreams
black rose dust in the midnight air 
travels with urgency of confessing it's Spell on thee
This is what I see, mournful cry's on the riverside 
no longer in summers breeze.

Poetic Judy Emery

Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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