Past Light - pipTalk Forums

How to Join	Member's Area	Private Library	Search	Sanctuary		Login
Main Forums	Discussion	Tech Talk	Mature Content	Archives	A home without a wall, Our haven without ends, A circle we all call Our Family of Friends!

Dark Poetry #3

Past Light

BitterSmoke
Member

since 2001-01-02

Posts 54

0 posted 2001-05-29 11:22 AM

Blind to the present I walk along the hallway. Barren walls, darkened rooms- yet my eyes see the past, what used to be. As though an agency of the devil I walk, time has bent and is happening at once- allowing my mind to shift through the layers. The corpse of what was love lays silent in the present- rotting in oil and formaldehyde. But while the nocturnal doves watch, while the dust rises from each footstep on the floorboardst- my eyes see the past- gaily decorated rooms bathed in wonderful music, light and the smile of the one I used to love.

I had a dream
we saw one another
you ran into my arms

Then you left
promised to come back
but she never did

I live the life of a bachelor
get lucky now and then
but always I am searching for her

brian madden
Member Elite

since 2000-05-06

Posts 4374
ireland

1 posted 2001-06-01 05:01 PM

an interesting twist from the first part to the more normal poetry format that follows. Enjoyed the read. Some well thoughtout imagery in first verse.

"difference between love and comfortis that comfort's more reliable and true
Brutal and mocking but always therea crutch for enmity's saddest glare"

xShUgArHiGhx