11/11

11/11

A Poem by Ami McArdle

Could I say it to you 
Without causing pain?
You sensitive soul with skin 
Painted like stone,
A heart so plush.
But I daren't play with it.
No, not 'til the end.

Through corridors of snakes
Hissing and spitting, we danced.
Losing ourselves in long grass
Until found.
Winter nights,  breathing
Dragon breathe on cold leather
I looked to the gods ablaze.

Your way was the only way.
Your maid no more obliging.
Your love was so possessing.

So pure a man of gold
Could not tarnish, i thought,
But you are a man made of flesh
You feel love, hate, envy, greed.
I am only a woman.
Human like you,
Imperfect like you.

Undeserving of your love.
Undeserving of your care.
Undeserving of your concern.

I need security, not to be secured.
I needed to be cruel to be kind,
Don't remember me as
Hurtful and Ignorant.
Remember me as when I was yours.
Dead or alive you will remain with me.
But it is now time to set you free.

© 2013 Ami McArdle


Author's Note

Ami McArdle
It doesnt rhyme, i know :D

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Although it doesn't rhyme this is really good and emotional, excellent job !

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Ami McArdle

9 Years Ago

thank you, I would like to continue writing, but I have no more muse. It seems I can only write when.. read more

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Added on November 15, 2013
Last Updated on November 16, 2013
Tags: heartbreak, wrongdoing, betrayal, determination, sorrow

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Ami McArdle
Ami McArdle

Ireland