Shell

Shell

A Poem by Aleyah

Fostered rage inside me,

so blatant and uncured,

fills departed voids of sadness,

and searing pain that I’ve endured.

remnants of the pieces

pieces that made me whole,

shiver inside a vacant being,

waiting for a soul.

 

Vestige of my old heart,

lost in unfathomed time,

weeping for the missing parts,

longing for sweet divine,

that wanders free within me,

so naïve and unafraid,

but lest it won’t last for long,

my spirit has decayed.

 

Watching my other self,

wander past gray lines,

seeing if there’s division,

between my truth and lies,

that strangles every life of mine,

misconstruing my empty sun,

these death-defying demons thriving…

tell me what I’ve done.

 

As I see the desperate longings,

I’m struck with bitter plagues,

Crying for the envied death,

On my knees I beg,

For a creation unlike this cruelty,

that’s sent me straight to hell,

leaving me with this broken body ,

nothing but a shell.

© 2011 Aleyah


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hmmm.........really a beautiful Gothic treat.......an empty song from a heart on the path to decay........sometimes flying high up.....sometimes waiting for the light....and sometimes counting the last days........overall a very powerful write.....keep it up :)

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.



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Interesting read, you blend in the humane condition and the weight of guilt in a great way. Your words are well picked. I also enjoy the shape of the poem, it can easily be imagined as a shell of words

Posted 8 Years Ago


stunning poem...really good!!!

Posted 8 Years Ago


I despise most poetry with rhyme schemes because I feel the poet is more concerned with finding a witty rhyme than bleeding out his thoughts and emotions, but you proved the exception.

Posted 8 Years Ago


I loved the emotion in this. Great job.
♥ Ta'Shandra

Posted 8 Years Ago


I love gothic poems. I'm a big of fan of that kind of poetry.
This piece is one I definitely enjoyed.

You have strong language that creates pleasant yet dark images. Great choice of verbs. None of which are bland.

The greatest thing about this piece is that every line connects flawlessly to the next.

For some reason I feel like this is just a sample of your talent :)


Posted 8 Years Ago


i really liked this poem, great job, loved the emotion
alltid
-Meja Malina

Posted 8 Years Ago


your's a good job done i love your poem to me it means from every cracked egg becomes
sunshine in the morning and bady chicks or baby duckies as-like the old injun said bravely, HOW? and the old cowboy said, SCAMBLED!! oh, what massive confusion there is
thankx for your review and you know your right and i liked it lots and it just released
of fresh and honest feelings and it's amazing when it does happen to us inspiration
in the egg shell at morning the the nut shell at night sitting reading writing or
taking a walk at when we do on trails, at ponds, at streams seeing dreams in a turtle shell suddenly that popped up
on a log that rolled over as i have seen happy moments refuse to elude us poets

Posted 8 Years Ago


Stark.

Posted 8 Years Ago


_shiver inside a vacant being, waiting for a soul._
I have just utterly been blown away. vivid with expressions and the description is just too impressive with a very blatant taste of darkness.
well-done

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

hmmm.........really a beautiful Gothic treat.......an empty song from a heart on the path to decay........sometimes flying high up.....sometimes waiting for the light....and sometimes counting the last days........overall a very powerful write.....keep it up :)

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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