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The day fell,
and the night came,
shrouding me in shadows,
where silence echoed,
and I stood alone,
a solitary figure,
lost in dark thoughts,
weaving visions of a red-flamed future,
glimmering like gleaming gold,
but laced with despair.
Beneath the cold Kachikau winds,
the breath of the late me swept through,
carrying whispers of yesterdays,
and the weight of a world aching,
a bleeding earth,
its crust folding,
wrapping secrets in layers of sorrow.
I saw the end of the world,
a collapse so gentle,
like a rose wilting in the dry season,
the future fading,
petals falling,
each one a memory,
each one a promise unkept.
The walls we built trembled,
cracked under the pressure of our own making,
the rock of my salvation,
long weathered,
her spirit eroded,
whispers of strength now mere echoes.
The Kachikau horizons lay levelled,
a barren canvas where dreams once danced,
the times when you were with me,
when I was with you,
all but a flicker in the depths of time,
a fire burned them to the depths of Sheol,
consuming love, consuming light—
I saw the earth fade,
an artist’s brush sweeping across the canvas,
leaving only shades of gray.
We dug a pit,
and in our haste, we fell,
collapsing into the very void we crafted,
our hands stained with the earth’s blood,
we made it bleed,
our lips consumed us,
entwined in a kiss of despair,
a desperate embrace,
where passion turned to ashes.
Now, the end of the world is near,
a whisper on the wind,
a haunting melody,
and we,
we are all fading,
like stars swallowed by the dawn,
our light dimming,
our stories unfinished,
as darkness wraps around us,
an eternal shroud,
Form:
"Behind gleams of sunshine, remember, there are dark shadows lurking"
~By Poet
At times, our heart becomes,
A labyrinth of dark thoughts
Letting no rays of hope in
Making our world seem a wilderness.
Tangled with nettles and brambles.
The road we travel may appear circuitous,
Taking us nowhere, leaving us fatigued
Sometimes weariness sets in
Like molten lead into our brain
Sending out smoke and heat
Like an overheated pan
Even the drops of consoling words
Instantly evaporate with a hiss
Causing scalding and burning.
Downhearted we become,
For reasons unknown!
Feb. 8.2023
Writing Challenge- D Words, Poetry Contest
Sponsor- Constance La France
Don’t tell me not to dwell in the past;
Please don’t tell me to move on.
I cannot do what you ask,
At least not right now behind this mask.
The choices I have made, are affecting my soul,
And each day these dark thoughts grow.
Why did you hurt me? I need to know.
Why did you hit me when I thought you loved me so?
Why did you run away my friend?
And leave my home as empty as your heart?
Did you not think that I would slowly fall apart?
For many days and many nights, I sat and wondered what I had done wrong?
From up on my pedestal I did fall,
and couldn't make it back up alone.
But as the days passed by my heart became less heavy,
and all my scars began to fade.
True friends from near and far,
Built me up as each day did pass.
My knight in shining armour rode steady and pieced back what was left of me
And within that moment that dark cloud lifted and soon my house was once again a home and all signs of you both were gone.
Out of sight, but not from mind- what you have both done to me I cannot hide.
For all the nights we sat up talking, the drunken nights and stupid fights-will always be dear to me. You were my friend, but now you must go.
Faint memories you now have become.
I cannot wish you well my friend, because that you don’t deserve.
But off you will go to the next-
Loneliness there is all you will find
So goodbye you two and please don’t return.
This evil trick you both did play will one day be paid back to you.
Now please don’t tell me to not dwell in the past because that past will aide my future well
Thank you both for all that you have done- it really was a treat!!
Please take this with you as you move on.
I'm always going to be better than you, and of that I can assure you!!!
Here, among the Geese,
I can be a Philosopher, a Poet, an Artist...
Or just a Dreamer.
And what will my Dreams be of?
Of the gentle ripples in the serene waters...
Of the Hopes that I hold in a Place so secret,
That even I do not know what they are...
But I DO know,
That they will buoy me from wherever they are hidden,
No matter how deeply they are hidden.
They will send forth a sunshine ray into my dark thoughts
And light them up, until
I am happy again,
And suffering is beautiful, and transcendent, and temporary.
Then, all that is Eternal will flow into a single bud
That breaks forth from the waters and bursts,
An explosion of illumination before me!
And that is how you rose my Love,
After you died.
I need no longer fear for you,
Nor be sorry that I could not stop your pain.
For you are One with the rock, the tree, the sky
And you are One with me and I am not alone,
Even if I forget...
For you are in every breath of Me.
Dark thoughts emerging from a lifeless spirit,
a wandering ship sinking into the remotest depths;
denying itself reality and its sense of comfort...
and was ever there a lighthouse to disperse its darkness?
A captain stirring his erring ship,amid furious waves,
for an imminent and fierce war,
not noticing the making of its destiny...
fighting unnecessary battles of ambiguity,
hoping that luck would bring it safely ashore;
even a small island was hidden from his gaze!
An unwise listener would not take advice from anybody,
he didn't reject it embracing his own vulnerability;
a good decision that didn't imply a cost...
would he ever been discouraged or lost?
For uncountable years, this eager sea-man,
resisted and spoiled many pleasures for victory...
freezing time to avoid another tragedy
with a perception so sharp to defy anyone's will!
And did he deserve the harshest judgment
from others, who were pleased with their fate?
Loneliness was chosen by him
for unequivocal reasons and he craved it
like the bitterest, strongest wine
to make him strong and invincible...
nothing swayed him from his pride
to obtain that impossible goal!
Does it come or is it just here
It’s weight unknown
No colour no form
A gratitude of love
Enormous as it’s space
Never grasped in mortal finger
Gods first apartment
The end some might reach
The no thing
Unpeople
Does time effect the nothing
No ting of the smaller wave
Is the hole of black
a stars final moment
What are you doing
a child caught in lie
crumbs of chocolate crumble
as nothing leaves his lip
that I wouldn’t do
that bring some dark thoughts
Sandpaper and your ex
Nothing to be done
the phrase that unalived hopes trace
Puck Colitically Forrect
Ashamed of broken
A knot with freshed washings does hang
The unsaid it’s royal speech
This poems only claws
28/10/11(home)
By Sashi.Prabhu(ZEAUOXIAN)
Behold! unto me it will ever so cling,
Often wonder why it lingers on with me,
Untold, it is to make the church bell ring,
Akin to a dark shadow it owns the locked key.
Reflect I practiced every morn for sure,
Pondered much I for every need,
Pure Thought, me knew was the only cure,
For now all that is put forward is pure deed.
Content am I with my present self,
Away has travelled the devlish reign,
Calm is my mind content in itself,
Dark thoughts they say I must abstain.
Every morn ,now it awaits for me,
To a cool breeze and a warm smile,
And when I look out so green is the tree,
My life I feel has just begun to be worthwhile.
We don't talk about it
Since hands upon the clock have ceased to move
When minutes creep, on skittish feet
The walls grow small~
By blue degrees, she drowns slowly
Waiting on skies which never clear
While she cuts holes in paper souls
Calling pain by prettier names
She is not invisible
Although she is unseen~
Cloudy skies have beauty, too
Dappled in blue's infinite base
But all the sunlight is full of smoke
Frost tipped flowers of summers fled
Into the wind of oblivion
Melancholy lullabies
Scattered like coins down wishing wells
Price of paradise
She lies and says that she is fine
When truth is too fearful to seek~
Here lies the grave of innocence
Guarding roses of agony
Too brief a heaven to reside
In vastness
We shall lie
Under a thousand eyes~
I am full
Of emptiness
The silence
Of severed hope
Sinking to
The floor of futility
Under the toll
Of heaven's weight
Distract my dark thoughts
New moon's amnesia
As the ground
Falls off my feet...
Her epitaph, an unsent letter~
It takes more sight
Than you would see
To love the soul
That belongs to me.
3/21/21
Fragments of Verse contest
Sponsor: John Lawless
My wife, my huntress, rides the Holy Wind,
But still, daisies adorn her thick brown hair!
Her muslin robes blow out, her hair's unpinned,
Let dark thoughts try to chase her, if they dare!
For she outrides them all, strews flowers like hopes
And, with her hunting-dogs, argent, and gold,
She frees all prisoners, breaks all hangmen's ropes
A sure shot from her bow, and - young and old,
The wretched find their freedom come at last!
The hopeless rise and throw off fear's dull chains,
The blinded see the Now, Future, and Past
The horses lead their riders without reins!
Now, through the Night, she bolts like lightning's fire!
A fiery seraphim, who'll never tire!
There is no devil no Satan no Beelzebub above or just below your feet to me there is only Legion one of many one more than three as not as many as infinity…
Legion is what the devil is or what was evil that truly conceals it hideous face Legion it is the tiny voices of doubt the violence that humans spread to each other like a disease Legion are the demons dark shadows cruel and devoid malice holocaust…
Legion is silent voices of darkness from the outer void the inner hole of your soul Legion is all there is unholy and what will be what is insidious evil what is the corruption of mans thoughts minds and souls.
Legion only masks divinity he who has been twisted in the thoughts of men he was who real but is not in the realms the grand plans of man evil is what man makes his dark deeds action feelings form take shape, hate…
Legion is the perversions of the human soul the twisted mirror that is held to humanities face he who is of dark thoughts and sinister minds of humanity, waits Legion is the creator of dark deeds and desolations destruction of worlds and hearts of men Legion's evil roots incarnate in the soul of man…
Legion manifest themselves as demons that plague our divinity and creations evil cruel deeds cold and untold but what is the crimes of humanity but legion it is the grand schemes the corruption of humanities insanities the unraveling sanity slinking dark shadows if man cast, a grinding entropy…
Legion the one unknown loss between the worlds within worlds thoughts within thoughts the universe Legion is nothing but Creations black shadow cast through space and time to torment of souls on this earthly plane…
But whisper of what lingers there between the stars no warmth or soul just the cold calculus of the unknown we are but wanderings longings for loves lost of human hands to caress finding places to dwell a home…
Dark deeds pool as the shadows of legion comes to rest Legion is many it is all the grand demons of a death darker than the darkest soul or the call of false light of the brightest sun…!