Ballad of Depravity

Ballad of Depravity

A Poem by unsavable_soul
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I wrote this when I was lost and waiting for who I "thought" was the love of my life.

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Within a heart words forever unspoken. 
Like quite vows still yet unbroken. 
Why must one wait to learn from mistakes, 
till the chance is to late. 
Left forever in the cold arms of fate... 
sealed with a voice like a kiss of hate. 
Loves lips deep red, the color angels bled. 
Why now so far, my angels kiss, that elaquent bliss. 
perfection in verse and depravity to perverse to converse in any further length. 
Love has to much conviction and I to much pride, neither bow nor falter in stride. 
This place I reside, between the whole of sorrow, and the hole of truth. 
It's quite noisy when no one talks at all, the sound a deafening wall.
The sound of love saying goodbye is all the echo I need, 
planted in the base of my skull like an unforgiving nerve of greed, 
planted as love's co-dependent seed. 
Love is quick to flee, quick to wish to be free. 
But free is only as far as the eye can see, 
and I see Love, though love chooses not to see me. 
So I wait, I and love waits, now two forever entwined fates. 
Learn your lesson well for love only speaks thrice, twice,once... 
love waits, true love survives the miss guided fates... 
and waits...
waits...

© 2013 unsavable_soul


Author's Note

unsavable_soul
Thoughts? This is an older piece, I waited she didn't.

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Your eloquence rivals the Bard--this is a wonderful piece, I love how your soul speaks through your pen and through your words. Your faithless Gertrude lacked judgement and wisdom--it was and is truly her loss.

Posted 11 Years Ago


unsavable_soul

11 Years Ago

Dear Maggie,
I shall leave this at you make me blush.
Sincerely
Christopher
it seems beauty in poetry has to come from understanding oneself the emotions felt completely i think i might lack this ability,that or i focus to much in saying as opposed to expressing hmm..enough rant this is good :]

Posted 11 Years Ago


Nestor Gonzalez

11 Years Ago

no worries,all the writing i previously had was older stuff i've only made 2 new works which i'm a c.. read more
unsavable_soul

11 Years Ago

Very wise words,
I work toward getting away from self torment. I have far too long wrapped mys.. read more
Nestor Gonzalez

11 Years Ago

don't worry i've been there and am still there but a little goes a long way it's a strive for change.. read more

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Added on April 21, 2013
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Tags: poetry, love, loss, waiting

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unsavable_soul

Gotham City, FL



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