Sleepless Solace

Sleepless Solace

A Poem by Robert Luna
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Just something that came to me after listening to the radio on the way home. Hope you enjoy it

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Lying awake watch the hands of a broken clock
stop and float away
While flicker shadows dance
hypnotic hums sing from the idiot box
Time fades as minutes turn into days
Consumed by self loathing thoughts
As I hear you say “ I love you
whispers that remain in the darken corners
I wish I’d died a thousand times,
a thousand different ways,
just to know a happiness like that again
Echoing words
Tracing the curves of my lips
nicotine stained fingers pressed
Tasting the sweetness of my own will breaking
I inhale

my lungs burn with the coldness of death
Knowing the future hurts
I pass the time between here and there
Thinking I’m close to understanding Jesus
But can’t explain a damn thing I know
You ask me, oh so softly to believe
believe in you
but tell me I can’t count on you
can’t count that you’ll be there in the end
Walking a thin line between here and there
where the Earth meets the heavens
Watching as it all slips through my hands
My eyes wide shut
my heart listening to the blindness of it all
Pull me out from inside myself
Hands lay limp, holding you in my arms

What’s the cost for happiness
Our bodies lay broken and dependant
Carving your name above my heart
a little reminder why I hurt
I never knew how much was at stake
Giving up forever for this constant ache
These concrete fists have been broken and chipped away
leaving only me to face tonight
and the nightmares the loss of you now brings

© 2008 Robert Luna


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Robert Luna
Just something that came to me after listening to the radio on the way home. Hope you enjoy it

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"nicotine stained fingers pressed
Tasting the sweetness of my own will breaking
I inhale "

It's like the object of your affection is a carcinogen. You enjoy them, but they are toxic to your health, metaphorically speaking. I love this poem because I could picture these being the ambient thoughts of some broken loner driving through the night. All of us have been hurt and broken in some way or another and this poem reflects a lot of the feelings we have as old psychic wounds scab over. Thanks again for the review on "When Angels Dare To Dream," by the way. I'm glad you found it enjoyable.

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I have to agree with Nat C. I would love to take a walk through that twisted mind of yours sometime. I think it would be a lot of fun to see what wonderful things rest there.

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

there you go again finding so powerful imagery from music always such a treasure to you do.

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I am not sure what Annalisa didn't understand about this piece. I found it vivid and completely image packed. You paint the scene of a life in which you leave it up to us as the reader to imagine the story that lays there underneath the words. You seem to always press the lines between thoughts and imagery.

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I really enjoyed the individual lines, and the imagery in this, but I felt as if the poem didn't connect. Too many lines felt like they were lost off in the eather and not relevant... The second stanza in particular. But your word choice and composition was beautiful. It's always enjoyable and inspiering to read your work. I would say keep writing but that's like saying keep breathing. *smile*

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Robert, how I do love your little somethings. You just really have this talent to turn the most ordinary thing into a genuine work of art! Listening to the radio, huh? I need to tune in to what ever you are listening too, really.

Your piece is brilliant, the imagery so vivid and powerful that it completely left me speechless. (I love it when you do that) Your flow just strengthening the brilliance of your words

I know I have said this countless of times but you really have to let me venture into that mind of yours ... ha ha

This is def going into my ever growing list of favs of yours!

Posted 10 Years Ago


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Wow, what were you listening to. This is an extraordinarily powerful write. Great description and vivid imagery. I must say I have felt much of what you describe before myself. I can truly empathize with these emotions expressed. Thank you for sharing your talent.
Light,
Siddartha


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