Notes About The Poem
For Ink Empress contest - Fading Photographs
Fading Photographs
Some poems are poured
when a poet loses someone,
so those who cannot write,
feel words mirroring their souls.
Since the betrayal of your blind vision,
I've been roaming in realms of broken reflections.
In your aquarium existence,
I've let my emotions sink to the bottom.
Remember, when I was your first thought,
a jewel in your celebrated crown -
now I'm just a pebble in a dirty puddle.
It all started with a camera flash.
With an obsession of clicks,
we captured an anthology of amorous portraits.
But now our love is a fading photograph,
forgotten in the sun,
edges curling, colours bleeding,
where only faint faces remain.
A butterfly romance,
becoming more fragile over time.
Vivid scarlet hearts, once beating rapidly,
now echo in distant blurs
and all I feel are the saddest sighs.
In seasons of saudade,
I've become an abandoned snapshot
of an erased existence.
Yet I still yearn for the taste of your lips,
to break this haunting hunger.
Helpless, lost in a desert storm,
footprints left behind,
dissolve with the wind,
each particle floating away,
forever misplaced - disjointed.
Memories become like starlight spirits,
as silhouettes and shadows
dance under a moonlight sonata,
slowly burning away all
traces of permanence,
so all that's left behind is an imprisoned moon,
clouded in a dark hymn sky.
All my eyes seem to envision
is a maroon monsoon.
Now my fingers are too afraid
to create another photograph -
as some memories bring back
a waterfall of sorrows.
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a
Premium Membership.
