Us

Us

A Poem by cassandra violet

We’re fading like the stars above us,

trust the unknown faces

crossing our path in the growing dusk.

 

Lust lingering,

but drowned by reason,

Heart like passing seasons; inevitable.

 

We’re falling apart,

ripped like leaves from their stems

strewn about into the wind,

fading into a cold, dim light.

 

Your hand,

the glue between my fingers

peals. My thumb falls

into a million little pieces

as my pinky crumbles,

my index unfolds and collapses.

 

And we end in tragedy,

but give me tragedy I say

because I won’t give the memories back

for the world, for my last flickering breaths

as they rise unsteadily with my chest.

© 2010 cassandra violet


My Review

Would you like to review this Poem?
Login | Register




Reviews

Beautifully done! And if we end in tragedy,
but give me tragedy I say
because I won't give the memories back

Like a breath of fresh air even though it's somewhat sad, never the less it's very romantic!!


Posted 10 Years Ago


"Heart like passing seasons; inevitable."

The steady change of physical seasons always seems to so truly describe the inevitability of heart break. This is an immaculate interpretation of the sorrow that time can bring. I've found myself a fan of using weather and nature as a metaphor for a large portion of my poetry and writings--but your beautiful poem "Us" leaves me envious. You have nailed the idea with such ease.

I applaud you Cassandra, this is a true work of passion.

Posted 10 Years Ago


[send message][befriend] Subscribe
mir
This is fascinating! Excellent comparison of your strong, dedicated emotions to the withering of nature's elements. Every stanza has a powerfully in-depth meaning. Ends with an amazing write as you express your willingness to fight to your last breath to hold on to that which is the most precious: wonderful memories---enjoyed it! Perfect title!

Posted 10 Years Ago


[send message][befriend] Subscribe
.
i love the metaphor/well similes in every verse-
really-this is a magnificent piece of poetry, but
the last verse wow---very striking--really !!!
"And we end in tragedy,
but give me tragedy I say
because I won’t give the memories back
for the world, for my last flickering breaths
as they rise unsteadily with my chest."
~i mean just an exquisite job in creative expression- BRAVO !!!
(i just cannot give u KUDOS enough-ingenious&so so intuitive) ;)


Posted 10 Years Ago



Request Read Request
Add to Library My Library
Subscribe Subscribe


Stats

177 Views
4 Reviews
Rating
Added on December 18, 2010
Last Updated on December 18, 2010

Author

cassandra violet
cassandra violet

boston, MA



About
I hate this part. This is the part where I try to tell you who I am, what I've been and what I want with every single last milimeter of blood dancing in my veins to become- the person who my heart bea.. more..

Writing
Go Go

A Poem by cassandra violet



Related Writing

People who liked this story also liked..