faint sound
not found
pale light
soon night
spring gloom
still blooms
slow breath,
now death
lone leaf
stays brief
quick spark,
then dark
dew drops,
then stops
last sigh
goodbye
Nested in the cat’s cradle
Paraded in a child’s fable
I have no voice, don’t let me die
No longer shall I live a lie
I have no soul nor thoughts to save
Unbeknownst to me is
this life beyond the grave?
A designer dainty as she
silky essence she creeps upon so free
and with sheer elegance
unveils a painted lady in a trance
Wake me before the dream ends
In this a lie I can’t depend
Ochre paint splat on walls
Tinted forewings so not to fall
Hindwings I hold up in pain
Fragile chitin, scales, and veins
Bleeding strokes of mango chutney
Opera gloves cobalt blue, cloak impunity
Wake me up! Before I drop
Still asleep, a standing prop
And when I open my eyes
I’ll have wings like butterflies
The bitter truth sounds insane
Blends of electronic elements
Mesh makes perfect sense distasteful
Nestled neatly prim and graceful
Kept in the dark where it’s unfair
Wake me lest I vanish in thin air
In my dream a translucent permanence
I stand alone and have woken an evanescence
"I carry your heart with me(I carry it in my heart)I am never without it"
Quote _ by E.E. Cummings
My mournful heart is never too far from yours.
I was down on my knees when you were handed your wings.
Silly me, you were laughing at me by the doors.
This life is over when my heart won't need strings.
I will only be the only one in the idyllic setting
Melody performing on, never to be over for us.
You have me in the center, never forgetting
Your promise, always my attention with no fuss.
Lost to heaven you are, but with the falling rain,
I am getting a little stronger as time passes.
I will be OK when I am back in your arms again.
I am really hoping as I am praying in the masses.
Lost to heaven you are; you are my weakness.
The evanescence of dreams, you are my sweetness.
9/26/2022
Writing Challenge- In My Heart- S Forms - Poetry Contest
Lost to Heaven 2. Husband/Wife/Lover
Sponsored by: Constance La France
Evanescence
Death from above
It’s outta sight!
Long red nails
She loves to bite
Loves the blood
And revels in pain
A vampire’ for eternity
Drives her madly insane
Older than most
Yet, this she knows
Her eyes come alive
With a fiery red glow
Flying and shapeshifting
She does it best
Feeding on human blood
As she discards the rest
Strength like a bear
Shell snap your neck in two
Long flowing blond hair
Stays quiet like a muse
Skin as cold as ice
Succulent dark lips, fangs aside
A murderous smile, with no empathy
Nothing will ever suffice
There's a pounding in my head
My feet feel as heavy as lead
There's no point in explaining
I just keep on contemplating... complaining...
This throbbing in my heart
Might just tear me apart
This horrid feeling in my stomach
Might be butterflies, fluttering in a pack...
There's quite a few skills and strengths that I lack
Just allow me to see right through the pain
Bite the bullet and catch the midnight train
It might be because I'm going crazy already
It might be because I don't feel at all ready
I'm in awe as you decide to leave me behind
I'm disappointed in you and you don't care obviously
I guess you don't notice me in shame - you don't mind
I'll just be happy and mask this hurt inside I see
I feel horrified by your heartless decisions
I'm still able to accomplish my missions
My ambition has faded away along with my confidence
I'm still waiting patiently for this sweet deliverance from evanescence
I'm disappearing...I'm vanishing...
You're so not endearing...in agony, diminishing...
I'm enduring this tribulation
Feeling sudden grand sensation
Brewing away the muse of lamentation
Pushing away the feelings of frustration
Half a sight in memory
And half a day in past.
A southern, warming, golden wind
And cool green ice’s flash.
Your feet are light as angels
Your steps converse with wings.
A walk like thunder, twice as strong,
The rhythm ardor brings.
Your laugh the work of summer
Your words the breath of spring.
The Evanesce of melting ice,
The song that sunshine sings.
Step carefully my love
Your feet the weight of light,
For its my heart on which you stand
And not the melting ice.
To linger
My soul that yearns for more
for the truth i desire to know
all this time i have lost
all these years i have been succumbed by another force
I intook, I embraced, I rejected
denial... Oblivion and fear
overcame and overshadowed
my mind, My heart...
Disappeared
how not to notice?
Burning up in my rage
and melting in the sorrow
to the truth i couldn't take in
this was my salvation;
No thought to thy action taken
a question i asked myself:
"Who am i?" "What am i?"
though no answer received
numb...
A blackness i had become
another being not me
swallowed whole by another world
sinking... Sinking below
and little by little unearthed
By:Angel M. Marx
I saw the evidence, you were always there,
But why should you care,
I felt it come to me, the requiem heard,
Yet still there's no word,
I hear the silent screams, reviving the pain,
Leaving this truth faint,
I see the darkened light, staring in my eyes,
Unleashing our lies,
I watch the dry tears fall, the burden they have,
Too grieved to be sad,
I felt the heartless crack, the words sinking through,
Echoes bounce off you,
So take back my reason, act by your own wish,
This apocalypse,
Throw away destiny, walk with fate instead,
Leave your promise dead.
Dear Soap Bubble,
bright focus
in an air-light reflection
of the ephemeral beauty
of this world
diaphanous soul
in despair
sincere
fearful
innocent
hesitating
uncertain
distrustful
pure
Emotional universum
rumbling inside the anima
of a tiny simple
passionate creature
I shall enjoy thy sight
Shall I live in fear
for you not to burst
Shall I be the wind
to blow tenderly
directing thy path
Thy shelter shall I be
I surrender myself to thee
Plaisance
In renaissance
Days of lovelinessence
Filled with the light you have let in,
Senses
Delight
Because your eyes
See with new eyes, your ears
Hear new songs, filled with the beauty
You feel
And though
the rain may fall
There too, you can find awe
For all creation's thirst is quenched
And grows
Fullness
Of life's prowess
Force to evanescence
Starts in God, that all possess His
Essence.
By CarolineCécile
Copyright © 06.30.11
Hiding within one's self
That's what this all is
Pretending all's well
Pretending perfection
Hiding all truths.
What's behind your mask?
Or have you fooled yourself too?
Take the mask off, reveal your eyes.
Or are you too lost in all your lies?
You say nothing that's right.
BUt in your bed at night,
You mind's screams echo
Don't you see me?!
And how you've betrayed me?!
You think to yourself, you've got everybody fooled.
Look around!
Look around and think about it!
That's not true.
YOU are now Everybody's Fool.
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