Free me from your grace

I am a poverty stricken, 

burning for your hope and brambles!

Love was a virtual treasure 

that I once tasted in shadows.

You are an arc of restricted elegance

that alloyed me in a fire of confinement

Now am a bewildered bird

cutting my own wings.

Such is the pain in my eyes

I who can never see you across oceans

Drenched in anonymous sighs and moans

Suffocating my so called immortality.

Go away,live merrily forever

far from the warmth of my words

let my fairy tales be half alive

like our unsolved riddles.

Ruin me now from my dreams

the last wealth of my youth

I am true love's last smoldering chunk

See me turning to dust.

Go away my mangled angel

My heart doesn't beat for you now

Look into these eyes

I am not lying,

for the first time...

Reviews

[SHEEMA HUQ]

this poem is wraught with tragedy and emotions
your good structure and clever use of metaphores
have resulted in a moving poem, thanks

[william keepers]

Very vivid and contorted imagery, with the contortion being a good thing! Through sadness and distance and perhaps dissapointment the pain shows, yet the hope for something better may lie just over the horizon. Don't know if I interpreted correctly, but I love the poem none the less!

[gombeggar]

perhaps: 'i am poverty striken'

very well done poem

[G!o]

This drew me in from the first stanza and i love everything about. This is a well written piece Balkaran.

[Westminster Abbey]

Wow, I'm actually tearing up.

[Alexa Tasch]

I love this. It was beautifully written adn flowed very well. The last stanza was my favorite I think. Great write!

[Mr.Cardigan]

i like it

[InsanityWriter]

Verge last stanza was my favorite!! ^_^ So much emotion! Great job. (:

[Marie]

Sad poem of love's cruelty...of broken wings and dreams...

[Deron Alexis]

way cool this was well written the way the story was suggested and insinuated this is a good style of writing also the comparisons , very good use of metaphors well done XD