Watching as He Enters

Watching as He Enters

A Poem by Angel Criner
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I'm used to hiding my thoughts, memories, feelings, and pains... But I gave all of my secrets away and became known by one.

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When you spend your whole life running away;
Hiding in places where you cannot heal.
Giving yourself to the darkest corners where shadows never sway;
Trying to discern what's false and what's real.
You don't know what it's like to be stuck in grey;
Only knowing what's black, white, or surreal.
Every hand that reaches down? You push away;
Whether it's there to save or to kill.
As the tears fall in time with the rain you see a hand...
A hand that's icy hot.
It's hot like fire with a cold desire that insists it is what it's not.
Although the hand appears as destructive you watch as it comes your way.
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Confused, I stare as he then proceeds to wipe my tear away.
Cautiously at first... Just one tear...
And when he touches another... There's life transferring between us with the booming of thunder.
I find myself awestruck as my pride's being swallowed.
There's a longing in my heart that's usually so hollow.
His fingertips blister as they brush my face;
At the same time they're healing as my own hands embrace...
His hand caressing my sadness that has engulfed me for years.
The foreignness of this strikes me... And I shove his hand away out of fear.
But his fiery ice-cold hand never leaves my sight as I wonder...
Where are my steel walls that aren't to be sundered?
Again... tears are trickling down from the corners of my eyes.
I'm not sure why but from him? I cannot hide.
And every time I cry his fingertips are grazing the sides of my face;
From within proceeds a sudden spark that my heart has encased.
As my hands quench his flames I feel that he's just as cold as I am.
A newfound fire ignites amidst this shadowless asylum.


© 2014 Angel Criner


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Angel Criner
Constructive criticism always welcome...


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"At the same time they're healing as my own hands embrace...
His hand caressing my sadness that has engulfed me for years.
The foreignness of this strikes me... And I shove his hand away out of fear.
But his fiery ice-cold hand never leaves my sight as I wonder..."

Thundering in the echoes of your thoughts, raining in the drips of your love to quench the flaming asylum... A splendid poem...:)...............

Posted 7 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Angel Criner

7 Years Ago

Much appreciated ahaa thank you
Sami Khalil

7 Years Ago

Much welcome...:)........................



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A very soulful piece, with a powerful closing line. Favorited!

Posted 7 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Angel Criner

7 Years Ago

I appreciate it and glad you enjoyed!
"At the same time they're healing as my own hands embrace...
His hand caressing my sadness that has engulfed me for years.
The foreignness of this strikes me... And I shove his hand away out of fear.
But his fiery ice-cold hand never leaves my sight as I wonder..."

Thundering in the echoes of your thoughts, raining in the drips of your love to quench the flaming asylum... A splendid poem...:)...............

Posted 7 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Angel Criner

7 Years Ago

Much appreciated ahaa thank you
Sami Khalil

7 Years Ago

Much welcome...:)........................
Captivating to say the least... Almost didn't realise the rhyme scheme. Definitely a great write... Your closing line was my favorite.

Posted 7 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

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Angel Criner

7 Years Ago

True. I rarely edit my work because it's like sorting through unwelcoming thoughts and what not in m.. read more
Travis Gibson (poetic heroics)

7 Years Ago

Sometimes, that is the best remedy.

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