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Mara Chantal Poem
The tingling sweet sensation
As he grabbed my hand
I dared betray my emotion
This path I chose to stand
Side by side in lovers strand
Woven tight by fate’s hand
His stare of phony devotion
How can I question?
The beautiful morning ray, I hoped he not stray
An empty echo as I turned, dared not say
Our journey, the dark lair still lay
Maidan skirt hold his hair at bay
I wander yet again, the lonely day
Marred skin, I swore not to sway
Maybe I cradle his blood, he’d stay.
The path I thread, seems too thorny,
Where once bloomed, now rests agony.
Was it love or hunger cloaked in grace?
Did I chase his warmth, or just a face?
Perhaps my greed was far too shallow,
A hollow need in a painted shadow.
Now echoes laugh where silence grew,
Maybe the mockery always knew.
I hear them now, the whispers, bare,
The stifled truths that lived in the air.
But I was drawn, a moth to flame,
Blind to lies that wore his name.
To love, to hold, I held too tight,
And still he vanished into the night.
I gave my all to a facade
Under the Maiden skirt his oath lay.
Copyright © mara Chantal | Year Posted 2025
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Mara Chantal Poem
The sun shone in bewilderment,
Scornfully it scorch,
As Rose plead her fifth amendment,
Her good nature made a strife,
Lea smirk in disdain ,
Saith her world has ended.
Twice fairer than Lea,
In Lea heart lies deceit,
She whispers in Rose ear,
Come and sit, where Serpent hisses,
I will smother thee with kisses,
Honey lies secrets not known,
In Lea lives the honey.
Thrice shy, Rose smiled,
Shame to nymphs, her beauty adorns,
Alluring nature, men confuse,
The Serpent hold the kisses,
“Come, let’s dine with the devil” she said.
My table is set for thee, Lea.
Copyright © mara Chantal | Year Posted 2025
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Mara Chantal Poem
The silent echoing sound
Of rhythm I could hear forever,
Attuned eyes glared in wonder
As I swirled in sanity profound
To rhythm of wishful thought
The beautiful ray on bare skin,
As you held me close to your embrace
I saw forever in your longing eyes
Maybe the sun mocks my delusion
I stare in loss of the path to walk,
Path of forever not mine to take.
What we had was carved in mist,
A dream too fragile to awake.
Your voice, now a distant hush,
Fades between twilight and ache,
And I, a shadow of once forever,
Hold on to what time couldn’t fake.
The echo sleeps where love once lay
A truth too loud for hearts to say.
You touched my soul, then slipped away.
And so, forever became yesterday.
Copyright © mara Chantal | Year Posted 2025
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