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Showing posts with label hurt. Show all posts
Showing posts with label hurt. Show all posts

Tuesday, August 28, 2012

GONE


GONE


Photo: Google Images


Pictures of you
Haunt me…
Smiling, frowning, laughing,
They tell me
Stories of what was
Of desires, longings lost and gone…
My eyes search yours
And always the same questions
Torment my heart…
Why me? Why you?
Turmoil singe my inside…
I feel a prisoner
Banished to the hellish gallows
Of lost dreams,
Trapped and damned
Tied to an eternal wrack
I try to rise above the
Heart wrenching pain…
Scrambling and scratching
Up the walls of my
Damp and cold dungeon
Nails torn and bleeding…
At times the light above
Clears my sullied vision
And I breathe easy
Hope seems not a distant dream
I sit for endless hours
Weaving fantasy and reality
Into a fine bright tapestry,
Intertwined with motifs of love,
Laughter, bliss and ecstasy…
My journey less tiresome
Then that trigger again…
A voice, a thought, a memory,
A song, a smell…
Plunges me into my hell
My hunger, my longing, my desire
Like gadflies drive me insane
As I scream and wail
With no respite in sight
Why? I cry fruitless tears,
Knowing there are no answers
You are gone for always
And so have I…










Saturday, July 2, 2011

The Darkness In Her....


The Darkness In Her….

With every turn
Of the full moon
She changes….
Mutates…
Another Jekyll and Hyde
Love, compassion,
Understanding, acceptance
All swept to a corner…
Like an evil witch
She churns and churns
Pain and hurting
In the cauldron
Of her frenzied mind.
Plotting and sub-plotting…
The cold damp recesses
Of her heart turning black
Potion after potions
Of magical charm, love,
Tears and silent appeals
Have no hold over him
Her lover…
Longing and helplessness
Turn into lashings
Till he bleeds,
Choosing to be helpless,
Patience is his forte
And all he has is
“Don’t worry baby, I love you”
Some days the words
Like a balm soothe
Her tattered and
Frayed nerves
Other days
They are like claws,
Every syllable
Digging into her soul
Screeching and screaming
Making her want to
Rip out her sick heart
Instead, frothing and fuming
She spits out venom
Emptied she wonders…
Is this love or a sick obsession?
Or just the lure of the
Forbidden fruit
That is him?
Despising what she becomes
A monstrosity
She wants to flee
This darkness that
Possesses her
But she stays rooted,
Desiring him
With a deluge like passion
Perhaps for eternity…
Pain and hellish fury
Swept to a corner