Arthur Vaso Poet Free verse

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Twenty Four Memories

Twenty four Memories

Twilight hours so very dour
When the demons invade both dreams and sleep
Eternity is inviting even for a second
No one knows the depths of depression
To feel the desperation, the hopeless expression
Yesterdays dreams decay inside my dark confessions

My life so bountiful, yet filled with grief
At times I smiled, for this was my cameo
Life’s drama unfolded, unto the tableau
Failures resounded, I was always the outsider

Moments of fleeting and unforgiving pleasures
Ending with thoughts that no one would treasure
Massacred emotions and bloodthirsty dreams
Obscured by the hopelessness and childish screams
Rivers of tears, birthday candles of fear
Irony would eat the cake, love never revered
Escape seemed to be as hopeless as lovers whom disagree
Suicide won the day and now the pain as all but gone away

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Nette Onclaud September 24, 2016 at 11:50 PM sullenly , darkly beautiful in poe- like images..you chopped my head, arthur!...huggs Arthur Vaso October 2, 2016 at 7:59 PM Oh mY, thats the last thing I would ever wish to do!!!!! You are way too beautiful!

Casarah Nance September 24, 2016 at 8:38 PM wow, that is impressive in the exploration of those thoughts, hard to swallow indeed for it is raw, but very relatable Arthur Vaso October 2, 2016 at 7:57 PM Thank you Cas, means a lot your comments! Hugs! Casarah Nance September 24, 2016 at 9:35 PM i like how the last line says "Suicide won the day and now the pain as all but gone away" because it doesn't make the pain go away...you know your word s hit home wiht me

Eve Roper September 24, 2016 at 8:18 PM Your write brings a lot of thought to a lot of my life timeline and dreams.. very well described, Arthur.... Hugs and love Arthur Vaso October 2, 2016 at 7:56 PM Thank you kindly Eve! hugs!

Jean Murray September 24, 2016 at 5:20 PM To see you write about depression is like watching that door open again for me. I want to run over and pull it shut tight. "There but for the grace of God..." Arthur Vaso October 2, 2016 at 7:56 PM Thank you Jean, I hope by writing about such dark topics, at the very least people know they are not alone.

Tim Smith September 24, 2016 at 12:50 PM A tough poem to swallow Arthur...well versed Arthur Vaso October 2, 2016 at 7:55 PM Thanks Tim, always a difficult topic.

Eileen Manassian September 24, 2016 at 3:41 AM what deep, dark write, my dear. I can feel many of these lines resonate in my heart. Only one who has tasted depression knows the bitterness. Profound write. Sending hugs your way. Arthur Vaso October 2, 2016 at 7:54 PM Thank you so much Eileen! Hugs!!