Dark Poetry #4 |
Hollow Tears |
Jeremy Redinger Junior Member
since 2001-02-27
Posts 46 |
So rare it has come for me a time that I could place the tips of fingers upon the skin of a lady. There was once a time it didn't take much to bring me to tears; A sad song or a tragic tale was all it took... but now it comes that such a day that I come to cry is so rare that the moon shines full three fold in the time a single drop might fall. And so tonight, as I find myself gently weep- to a soft pornography no less, that I must sit down and express how I feel... and indeed... I feel... lonesome. Over the years you forget the touch of a woman, her fragrance, her taste... her love. It's like being lost in an enigma, wondering what it is to feel alive, wondering if this is it for yourself. It's hard to want or dream, so I spend my days not doing either, or trying not to. But the touch of a woman, god I had almost forgotten how much I miss it. I suppose I can't truly know even now... ... I just know the pain I feel, lost in my own array of mystery, afraid to want or need... Oh go get her tiger. Right... go get who? I did that once, and it killed me - though one could argue that I was already dead or dying so it was a mercy killing. To long for love and know what your missing is not so bad as to wonder, always, what it would be like. Those dreams haunt you... like an echoing night that never seams to cease. But I am weak... And as abruptly those who see me 'strong' should find out, as they try fate to tempt me believe otherwise... I believe... and rediscover my value, a gold wrapper over chocolate? no, only a mound of salt and vinegar... and this on the wounds of those I love, it is so taxing, so trying, so tragic. I just wish I was good enough to hold and be held... that in this world so blue and cold, that I could recoil from wence I came by the touch of a woman... and forget I ever happened. ... -me |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
What a wonderfully poignant heartache write. I liked your use of 'Wonka' imagery. Hope there will be a "she" in your arms someday. namaste |
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littlewing Member Rara Avis
since 2003-03-02
Posts 9655New York |
Jeremy? you are . . . I just wish I was good enough to hold and be held... and to know is better to have not known, no matter the consequences - this is growth . . . |
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fractal007 Senior Member
since 2000-06-01
Posts 1958 |
Nice poem. You've written it rather casually, which could be a problem in that some parts of it seem a little less organized than they should be. But the cynicism you express is well done:
2+2=5 for sufficiently large values of 2 |
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