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sean mani
Junior Member

since 2001-08-06

Posts 27

0 posted 2001-08-06 02:39 PM

Revelation to december...

If I was afraid of anything in this world,
It would have been this fate predestined to me.
I have prayed to Him many a time to spare me from this revelation,
But it seems my words are merely forgotten.
These tears falling down my eyes…
I am lost in life and find it difficult to breathe.
Am I a fool to wander hopelessly for meaning?
I lye down with emptiness within,
In this cold place with tears wiping these
reminisces I have of my past…

All the times when I felt insecure, my parents
Hit me till I ran and locked the door.
What a waste when I begged for mercy,
only to have ended in more violence..
As I am retarded, I have been discarded.
Why am I locked up in this dismal place you ask?
Because I fell in love with my only friend.
Aloof from society, day by day
We only loved each other a little too more.
We always laughed, as mad people were alike
We always hugged, as mad people were alike
We always cried, as we were all alike.
I still wait in this sweet December awaiting her return…

How many times have I begged please?
No one answered me.
Am I doomed to spend here for eternity?
I have sometimes cried and laughed out of madness.
Other days passed when I ate no food.
They sometimes tied me in chains in this cold solitude place.
Out of hysteria I sometimes hid in corners
Only to be played by the callous wardens.
I bled, bled and bled,
My limbs twitching with pain.
With this blood I painted the walls
How much I have cried in and for December…

Was fate jealous of us?
Every night I cried in her arms
I slept in her lap.
Everything I could have,
Was from her.
One day, this was all gone.
My mind filled with love and yet pain,
It was all yet too much to bear.
My parents hit me.  Out of anger, fright,
And paranoia, I retaliated.  I hit the womb
That gave birth to me.
As I am mad, I was hit, captured and thrown
Into a rehabilitation center.
My love grabbed my hands.  She cried with tears.
I screamed back.  She attacked the people in white.
I grabbed my hair out of anger.  I spread my hands
To not let go the one person who I loved.
I was being torn away from her.
I struggled, struggled and struggled to get lose.
She was dragged away from me.
I cried, screamed and fell unconscious.
The only words I remember before I fell
Was that she would see me in December…

Now as I lay dying waiting for many a December,
The only thing she had forgotten to mention was when…

anonymousfemale
Member Elite

since 2000-02-02

Posts 2797
Limbo

1 posted 2001-08-06 02:44 PM

Welcome to Passions!!

Hi Sean.

Like I have already told you, this poem is amazing. It's so incredibly sad and your ending is heart wrenching. There are some very powerful images in here and the moments of rhyme really made all the difference.
I hope to see many more of these wonderful poems around. Enjoy it here.

~AF~

"Why not light the candle in the dark tunnel while we head for the light at the end?" - Anonymous Albert to anonymousfemale

jwesley
Member Rara Avis

since 2000-04-30

Posts 7563
Spring, Texas

2 posted 2001-08-06 04:11 PM

I agree with the above sean, very powerful piece here and very well written.

jwesley

JamesMichael
Member Empyrean

since 1999-11-16

Posts 33336
Kapolei, Hawaii, USA

3 posted 2001-08-06 04:18 PM

December can be a long ways away if you don't know which December...James

Irish Rose
Member Patricius

since 2000-04-06

Posts 10263

4 posted 2001-08-06 04:58 PM

Welcome to passions and I don't remember when I've read such anguish. Take care.

" I walked beside the evening sea And dreamed a dream that could not be" George William Curtis"

Kay

Sunshine

Administrator

Member Empyrean

since 1999-06-25

Posts 63354
Listening to every heart

5 posted 2001-08-06 10:35 PM

Sean, a stark write. Welcome to Passions! Please, check your e-mail for a special welcome!

Karilea
If I whisper, will you listen?...
I would rather be silent and write, than speak loudly and be bound.
KRJ

Duncan
Member Ascendant

since 2001-08-07

Posts 5455

6 posted 2001-08-07 01:16 AM

Hi, I'm new here, too and I liked your poem very much.

Voiceless
Senior Member

since 2001-02-19

Posts 686
Under the stars upon the wind

7 posted 2001-08-07 01:35 AM

The emotioins you can create
are excellent! Even if saddening.
I wonder what would be worse
the physical torture, or the
torture of never knowing when..

Freedom is not Free (Korean War memorial)

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