haunting

haunting

A Poem by paradoxical


tonight even the moon weeps
indifference to dust
beneath sad passion's release

memory is no medicine but pain
laughter flushed down a drain
feather from a bird corpse

drunk sorrow swinging away
at tomorrow's apologies;
well, what good are they?

happiness recovered somehow
that house vacant now
my love loathes your un-existence

this silent cemetery of a mind
hides a lonely parrot
a broken record of regret

I'm sorry
I'm sorry
I'm sorry

useless wallpaper in my head
you are dead. I am your ghost

© 2013 paradoxical


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no wonder emily made this a favorite..

this is so full of beautifully dark imagery...and what a metaphor for the loss of a relationship...and in some ways loss of part of ourselves.

"the cemetery of a mind"
"useless wallpaper in my head"

i wish i had written those lines.

fantastic stuff..

jacob

Posted 5 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

paradoxical

5 Years Ago

Thank you for reading, and I am glad that you enjoyed it.



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I will say, nothing really dies, it changes-be it animal, vegetable or mineral- into something more tolerable, productive, bearable with time. ..and that is the whole point of "time" as a continuum, isn't it?
To gauge the the depth by how well it weathers the changes over time? We are all just witnesses to the evolution of love.

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Corset

5 Years Ago

I feel like i'm having a conversation with myself here, lol, people drain me too but I still need th.. read more
paradoxical

5 Years Ago

Ah, but there's a difference between love and affection. Nurturing, too.
Corset

5 Years Ago

yes, and all too often does one get mistaken for another.
A splendid poem...Thank you for penning...:)

Posted 5 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

paradoxical

5 Years Ago

Thank you for reading. :)
Sami Khalil

5 Years Ago

You are welcome...:)
no wonder emily made this a favorite..

this is so full of beautifully dark imagery...and what a metaphor for the loss of a relationship...and in some ways loss of part of ourselves.

"the cemetery of a mind"
"useless wallpaper in my head"

i wish i had written those lines.

fantastic stuff..

jacob

Posted 5 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

paradoxical

5 Years Ago

Thank you for reading, and I am glad that you enjoyed it.
sometimes i get to the last line and i think out loud

oh, and sometimes, oh, again

the breadth and depth of the words have lured me so far apart from myself that i am bereft of words

so here i am

Posted 5 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

paradoxical

5 Years Ago

You made it a favorite? Wow. Thank you, I'm honored. I am glad that you like it.
Emily B

5 Years Ago

of course I made it a favorite :)

what else could i do?

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