Open Poetry #15 |
Seasons of Sorrow |
Lonely Shadow Member
since 2000-03-14
Posts 128Virginia |
Leaves departing their homes on high Swooping back and forth, slowly descending joining their brethren on the cold earth fall has come, as it always has staring out my window watching the landscape slowly change and I soon begin to realize that when the seasons change so does the state of my being the spring, gave birth to new love it seems so long ago then love slowly dying with the fall, the winter chilling me to the bone I am frozen solid with fear my soul succumbing to regret knowing that the ones I have loved I lost by my own hand I remember the cold night of March I held her close, savoring our first kiss Then the nightmares that followed soon after Her love for me died without reason or cause But I know that I am to blame Then, another came into my life An angel amidst the demons of my personal hell June flowers blooming on green fields Love once again flourished within my heart But as bitter winter approached, I was dealt the grim reality That she never really cared That my heart suffered an ill blow The icy sting of sorrow, of heartache My heart had turned to ice My only emotions, anger, sorrow, regret My heart once again Buried beneath the snow Then a friend, whom now I call my love Plucked my heart from the bitter cold And tried her best to warm it Breathe new life into my deceased heart And a few people I am so happy to call my friends Trying so hard to help in this perilous task Trying to renew the happiness once lost They have succeeded yet they has failed My love for her flourishes within My care for my truest of friends blossoms But yet, my inner turmoil… my depression Poisoning the soil that feeds my love and hope Killing the beauty within, slowly losing my sanity Sunshine once covering the landscape But now only darkness remains They reach out, holding me tight, trying to keep me here Keeping the light upon the love and care I hold But yet, the sorrow and heartache Pulling me away, clawing at my very heart The scars are evident, as they always have been Battered, torn, weakened by my inner battles I must hold on… gripping to what little sanity I have I must not fail my love, and my truest friends Who love and care for me more than I ever could I must be strong, I must survive this bitter winter So that my heart will see the warmth of spring once again Fear destroys the mind, depression destroys the soul... only love and compassion may save you from death. |
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Masked Intruder
Moderator
Senior Member
since 1999-05-23
Posts 1231Near golden sunsets |
Emotional, to say the least, Lonely Shadow. Very eloquent images and metaphors, I liked the expression. You can't wake a person who is pretending to be asleep. -- Navajo Proverb |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
Well said...James |
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Zinsser Senior Member
since 2001-02-27
Posts 1641Calif. |
Very Good Write... ~Connie~ |
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