Rupture to Wake
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A blind word of far for I
May, mould within, a word
Display, whole raw heart
Displacement, truth your lips are
Wound tightly, gripping our son
Solid
Bound, unrest in silent
Tone to clear,
Words engraved, by savage fight
To keep the bear, of his home he
Breathe, heart display a
Spawn in need, development lifted
Grace, yet rapture has
Embraced many days
Blind, significance young ,
So light evolving moments
Always sight before
Beyond sublime, the
Greatest pleasure, beyond eyes
Your play...difficult day
Smog surrounds, should darkness mound into
Spheres this ominous, dance of
Sound, play unwound into
Light, plays whimsical sound
Honour display of thee, before your heart melts in
Thee, madness of one, a great love for some
Pierce my core, not invited
Never win
Morning darkness, I see light
A blade cut
Ray so bright
Light of darkness night
Uncertain due unrest
For you, not bare my chest
Never will your dire need, of cutting child from his need
Of our love so deep ,you cannot see through the haze of your
Desperate need, shall not see light of day, I am proof
We'll see your day.
Selfish pleasure of fate.
Please know, this is not my present state of being...It's 'JUSt' in it's means... yet is not the end! :)
Please share your thoughts...
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Thanks I*N*V*I*C*T*U*S for this nice hub.:). You are a very good writer.
A beautiful poem full of feeling...you don't mourn those times, do you? It was only later you could write a poem about it. That pain of the depth of your feeling is incommunicable when it's first felt.
darling pst.... where are you now
don't know what to make of this, i think you are angry, and not happy with the outcome at all..... it is a bit scary
A very layered and forceful work. Nice, Invictus
pssstt.... I'm right here, Miss Take! :)
Poet~ It's a bit heavy, I know. It is also an illusion... :)
Thanks so much, Jess! It felt good to loosen the reigns.. :)
So much emotion Invictus. I think I held my breath the whole time!
Hello Invictus. I see you used your technique in this poem the same one you used with the last one. A continuous one line poem broken into smaller segments. I like it because it's hazy, confusing and magnetic... Nice one Invictus.
Yes, this is full of.... :) Must breath now! Ahhhhh. Thank you, Randy!
Hi Shamel, Yes, it does look that way, doesn't it! Hmmm. There is a poet I love to read whom has many of the one continuous line works... I did not have a focus as to technique, just spilled out thoughts while reminising the Gladiator and history! Thank you, greatly appreciate your insight! :)
this was a serious work--one you wielded fantastically. It is good to capture emotions and set in a marvelous evocation of thought. Well done, you are blossoming in your work. Very well done.
Your comment means so much to me, AIDY! Thank you. This kinda popped out ( I was struck with a conviction to express), though I'd like to be seasoned to grasp depth in writing. It is more comfortable to submerge myself into love and passion than pieces like this. Typically, my energy drops severely, if I attempt to write something boiled in any other emotions than love. We'll see what happens, eh? I do have a humbling appreciation for your gift in poetic form and writing all together, for that matter. :)
a poweerful poem that paints pain and passion and hope all on the canvas of one's soul. ~~~MFB III
you are quite perceptive, which I had no question! Thanks for commenting! much appreciated
See what happens when I let my mail pile up? I miss beautiful poems.
I love the way this just kinda gets thrown at you, rolling into a steam engine of pure poetic pleasure.
Hey Lexi! :) thanks for finding it. it is rather in your ace style! a kinda "seeing red" moment perhaps.. I'm happy you enjoyed.
Disturbia 2 years ago
Your words are very moving.