Apocryphal obstruction

This subtle weight of darkness

Has made me an honest liar

With morbid yet gentle sharpness

I step towards the waiting fire.

 

Cleansed; reborn; I don’t really know…

Anything but what it once was…

The blood orchid with its crimson glow

Again has put my world on pause.

 

It swims and swims  - the ever present ennui

While passion is emotionally dismissed.

In this ocean of joy, I simply cannot be

Not while the cold sun mockingly insists…

 

 

 

 

 

 

Author's Note

Reviews

[CookieMisfit1969]

love the paradox. sometimes you just got to be sad even how much you want to be happy. we all want to be something else. someone better. but our flaws are what makes us special. fascinating piece with heavy emotions. keep writing ^.^

-cookie-

[Ana B.]

Thank you for stopping by :)

[Alfred Kukitz]

to face reality as the dream slumbers for another long interval.

regards,
al

[Ana B.]

Thank you Al :)

[Alessander]

This feels like an autumnal reflection - or perhaps a person on the first day of spring feeling like s/he SHOULD be joyous and reborn, but the melancholy and ennui persists beneath the surface through the seasons.

[Ana B.]

Thank you for your thoughts, Alessander

[Coyote Poetry]

Beautiful artwork and amazing words and thoughts.
"Cleansed; reborn; I don’t really know…
Anything but what it once was…
The blood orchid with its crimson glow
Again has put my world on pause."
The above lines. So damn good. I believe we can't be forgiven or be reborn. Bad decisions and good decisions. Just lessons to make us kinder. Thank you Ana for sharing your outstanding poetry.
Coyote

[Ana B.]

I'm glad you enjoyed it, thank you John :)

[Coyote Poetry]

I did enjoy and you are welcome Ana.

[Falcon1]

Lovely poetry my friend and the music is soothing Fine like a good wine.

[Nora]

I loved it, especially its rhythm

[Ana B.]

Thank you Nora :)

[mercy party]

This presented the idea of not accepting refusal. The way you have displayed the Sun as annoying was really a cool way to conclude. Clever like always, writer.

[Ana B.]

Thanks dear reader :)

[Chase Dylan]

*Welcome to "Pure Rhymes" Thanks for joining, great to have you...!*

We just seem to like writing about darkness and light... The eternal struggle, every human is compelled to the black or white... How to be happy in the sun and night... Superbly penned...

[Ana B.]

Hehe thank you dear Silente :) My blacks and whites change their shades everyday, so I guess i can always find something to write about......

[barleygirl]

This poem is hitting on all cylinders: rhyme, rhythm, word choices, meaning, hidden meaning, & so much more! The artwork & musical selection are well considered, too. I love the honest confusion of this line: "Cleansed; reborn; I don’t really know…" and the first stanza is just awesome in every way. I like how your msg is open-ended so that it can be interpreted in a number of different ways (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[Ana B.]

Thank you for the kind review Margie :)

[Shy Joe]

Licked by flames. A dirty dog, with smoked ash slobber. How the filthy beg to be cleaned...through kibbles cinder warm breath.

Always a pleasure to read you. Thanks for sharing.

[Ana B.]

Thank you dear Joe :)