Lucifera Santez

Rookie - 33 Points (4th feb / Belize)

Strangers


As strangers we meet again,
So far apart,
Battling our devilish memories,
We try to forget the nightmares.
Stoned we are,
When our eyes meet,
Hurting inside,
Our hearts poisoned with deceit.
As strangers we stare,
Our eyes meeting,
The hate trying to escape,
From our cloaked souls,
So drenched in this fog of misery we are,
We have forgot to live,
We are dead inside,
But the stench no one notices.
Sometimes we pass too closely,
And we flinch from touch,
The same old disgust evident in our gazes,
Heart ache breeding distrust.
What are we?
Strangers?
Crippled angels?
Demons afraid of dark?
Or just mortals missing our spark?
Strangers we are,
On verge of departure,
Still our eyes meet a last time,
Tendrils of recognition unfurl,
But we turn around,
Ignore each other,
And go away as strangers………………………….

Submitted: Wednesday, December 18, 2013

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  • Rookie Andrew Barber (12/20/2013 2:59:00 AM)

    A deep poem that paints nasty emotions we all sadly feel (at one time or another) but all hide from! The poem carries you on a journey, half of you wanting to read on, half of you wanting to stop. This is a message from the heart, a cry from the shadow, a need for some light. Well done! (Report) Reply

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