Open Poetry #48 |
Black Hole |
Michael
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-08-13
Posts 7666California |
Black Hole The tears don’t even register, As they roll down my face… So completely far gone from her – Nothing left to embrace. I walk this world a hollowed void, Lost to this shadowed trail. All beginnings and all ends destroyed, A man beat down and frail. The years have taught me not to wish, The way I used to do. Forever now I’ve missed he kiss, And still the ache seems new. For a fickle blade love must hold To cut me at the stem… And daily throw me to the cold, While she’s still holding him. The stars no longer shine at night. The sun no longer rises, As life itself becomes a blight Of endless compromises. And still I keep my face forward, To face that chilling wind – Do my best to keep moving toward Some place this pain might end. Some place I really don’t believe Even exists out there. Yet what else can I do but grieve, And wail, and despair. Some place where agony is not Calculated in breath… Where even sleep is worth a shot, For it might grant me death. But never dream, for there she still Wields power over me. Where I then wake, weaker of will And cursing Destiny. While the liquor in the cabinet Burns a hole clean through my chest. As I still fight to live, and yet Know dying would be best. Michael Anderson |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
Fine writing...James |
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JL Member Ascendant
since 2004-04-01
Posts 6128Texas, USA |
Wow, that is some heavy writing. Desperation, heartache and pain in that "Black Hole". However hard to read, it is excellent writing. JL Love the Lord your God with all your heart, and with all your soul,and with all your mind. Love your neighbor as yourself. |
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Victoria
since 2000-08-12
Posts 5869 |
Fate is fickled and jealous but her twin destiny is more optimistic. Enjoyed even though it was heartfelt, but always nicely done and well written Michael. ~Victoria Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs. |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
Oh, my, dear Michael, "Black Hole" is the perfect title for this exellent, yet extremely sad piece, as the hope to escape this darkness doesn't filter through ... Hugs. Margherita "Love is the One who masters all things; |
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