Forsaken

Forsaken

A Poem by Tai


Lengthy were the nights subsequent

to the days of your absence,

for the planet I once was depended

on the light of your presence.

 

Shall I await the day

we are once again lovers?

Or hast thou forgotten me

to lust for another?

 

Phantoms of your embracing arms linger as

haunting memories of departed bliss,

tell me, oh, tell me; when did

your sleeves alter into a noose?


© 2012 Tai



Author's Note

Tai
This didn't quite come out as expected . . . Nonetheless, I do hope you enjoy.

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Haunting.

I really like the metaphor you pull off in the first stanza. People often throw around the saying about someone being "your whole world", but I think the one you just wrote is better. It has something more...elegant to it. The narrator has become a planet barren and cold, dying without the light of its sun, everything within it inevitably perishing. Very grim and adequately describing a broken heart.

The last stanza though was beautiful in what it said. "Phantoms of embracing arms linger", is perfect. Like an amputated limb, so much apart of you that you still feel it, even though it isn't there anymore. The pain in this piece is...exquisite.

Well done my friend. A very, very emotional write.

-Caradoc

Posted 7 Months Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

Tai

7 Months Ago

Here I thought I was being a bit too cliche with that line; writing alongside to the concepts so man.. read more
Caradoc

7 Months Ago

You're most welcome, my talented, skillful friend.


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This is nice, I love it, its quite sad to feel forsaken and you have portrayed that in the poem

Posted 1 Week Ago


Well penned. A lovely write...:)

Posted 1 Month Ago


The last stanza is very good. It completes the poem nicely... well written.

Posted 1 Month Ago


Tai

1 Month Ago

Indeed it does. Thank you.
You have certianly captured the atmosphere of dispair, the probing questions work well, overall, great writing!

Posted 1 Month Ago


Tai

1 Month Ago

Thank you!
Dark and deeply moving is this poem, and nothing quite brings a poem more admiration that being able to delve into the dark without seeming to whine. You have managed to do that in this pensive, but somewhat bellicose manner. Good writing.

Posted 1 Month Ago


Tai

1 Month Ago

The dark is somewhat home to me. I find wonderland only a place to visit. Thank you.
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Ash
fabulous write! i love the emotion in it and the imagery it evokes. the first two lines are so poignant and links so well with the last stanza. it epitomises what many feel when their hearts are shattered.

Posted 4 Months Ago


Great word choice love the noose especially lovely imagery too.

Posted 4 Months Ago


I didn't either, But heck ma loved me anyway, Your second coming poem here < I agree time forgets how long we live.

Posted 4 Months Ago


OK, wow, the hairs on my arm are standing up. For many reasons, but this is a beauty of a read, love your style and you executed that last line with such precision, it was deadly!

Posted 5 Months Ago



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Wonderland, Agnostic



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