Heaven's Apathy

And in that moment, i was blameless, and heaven no longer perfection . . .

I sauntered through the heavens

warily, aware evil has no grip,

and my minutes no longer mattered

in the eternity of a death-less

nightmare.

My breath, black as my smile,

hid beneath my pearly wings,

tracked itself as I stumbled into

a portrait of you, posed

in cobalt lingerie housing

your bodiless figure,

I wondered,

how I would undress

the beauty caressed

by cloth and zipper.

Still, how would the gods

trap such a demon

within the confines of a frame

and thought, and no more?

She haunted my dreams,

she brightened my nightmares,

nuzzled into my mental lap

and made my minutes worthwhile.

And still the gods insisted she

was worthy of nothing more

than spit?

Years passed as I noted the fluttering

second, a despise boiling inside my heart,

until I swiped the portrait

off the wall, and departed paradise;

for the heavens no longer held

the treasure of my dreams,

stainless jade that I wished

to make slow love to every evening,

while feeling the dirty kisses upon

my neck.

And in that moment, I was blameless;

heaven was no longer perfection, for

my sins brightened the opacity of desire.

Paradise, as I realized, was nothing more

than prison for the guilty; guilty of

wasting lives in order to reside

in eternal apathy, and I could

abide against the latter no longer.

For heaven no longer held what I sought,

for heaven never had you.

Author's Note

Photo courtesy of ArmadaRyu of Deviant Art.

Reviews

[Avery]

Beautifully put! Heaven was too good to him.
You described her in such an expressive way.

[Tai Ryens]

Thank you, Sheri, always nice to have further thoughts on old poems.

[Vian]

Beautiful. I felt a truth in your description of those seeking heaven. I absolutely adore this poem! You were very structurally concise and to the point and yet you have just enough metaphor and other devices to make it perfectly delicious. Thank you for writing this stunning piece of work.

[Tai Ryens]

Why, thank you. I'm flattered.

[Bluefire]

This is very good, I love the story and the word choice. I wonder where you dreamed up such a colorful adventure. ^^ Well done.

[Tai Ryens]

They come, and they go . . . Mostly drawn from my need to express my emotions (in this case: boredom of perfection). Thank you.

[Bluefire]

Heheh, perfection is a boring thing. ^^ No problem, Tai!

[Caradoc]

This is very much the opening voice over at the beginning of an epic movie about a fallen angel.

Now usually I have something partially witty or insightful to write down, but in the case of this poem, all I can really say is that I love it. It captured me, bringing to mind a tale of a fallen angel I started writing but never finished.

Excellent piece, my friend.

You were one of the ones whose work I missed reading.

-Caradoc

[Tai Ryens]

The tale of the fallen angel, I recall you mentioning it beforehand as well. I'll leap to the opportunity to read it if you happen to write it, so keep me updated~
Thank you for kind words, I missed your poetry as well.

[TrimarcoRansome]

Brilliantly written poem, Kai. Your use of words create great imagery and grabs the reader attention from the first few lines. Excellent!

[SHEEMA HUQ]

Quite disturbing in places yet magnificently written, you have such a way with language which enables the reader to visualise the images which you portray very easily, great writing.

[Tai Ryens]

Thank you~

[SHEEMA HUQ]

It is my pleasure, dear

[Frieda P]

The heart wants what the heart wants, it's more of half and half, heaven and hell, there is no perfection in relationships. Dark, brooding and what I've come to expect from you, an enthralling read, nicely done my friend.

[Tai Ryens]

Always a pleasure to hear from you.~

[Ohhhwillow]

There is something so beautifully, seductively dark about this poem that I can't quite coin - as though your imagination has run away with your heart, and created a twisted surreal dream for you to watch your past, present and future unfold in. This is writing at its best Tai. You have an undeniably, beautiful talent, that never fails to amaze me.

[Tai Ryens]

Oh, I assure you; my heart's been long gone ;) I suppose my imagination finally had the audacity and urge to follow it on its quest to the dark abyss from whence I probably came, haha.~ Thanks, Willow.

[Pax]

such love in dark undertone i see! somewhat a forbidden love affair for someone who is committed already... but you two keep going with love that is still sought after but the world is too much for what is right... awesome piece Tai my friend...

[Tai Ryens]

Thank you.

[Baby Ricochet]

I was wondering if you were ever going to write again. I'm glad you finally came through. THis isn't classic Tai but it's not bad. "How would I undress the beauty caressed by cloth and Zipper?" Good line. If she's wearing a one piece dress just pull it over her dead and mind her make up and hair. Never rip buttons off of anything either. If she's wearing a $200;00 designer top she's gonna make you stop right then and find all those damn buttons. I actually did that once. I didn't get any that night.

[Tai Ryens]

Aha, thanks. Lost my touch, I suppose.