Ace Of Black Hearts

Silver Star - 4,222 Points (04/17/1984 / Homa Lousiana)

Behind The Curtain - Poem by Ace Of Black Hearts

The pledge to the already forgotten.
Things left unsaid for to long do become rotten.
Stale pain written by those who claim to be sane.
An extraordinary plan washed away in the incognito of drought.
Do you still remember her name.
Checking the file cabinets in an dusty attic.
With one simple breath it's all blown away.
A paper tornado of appeals.
Trying to define what is real.
Walking straight through an un-godly amount of time.
No longer wondering if it rhymes.
It's not about that, it was never..
A blacked out secret letter.
Can you make out what was once hidden beneath.
Was it a dragon, was it a deadly demon.
Was it so seemingly inconsequential.
Devoured by the simplicity of a spark.
Chaos riding in the nights darkest of sky's
Still waiting for that very last sunrise.
Just one peek behind the curtain then it's over, then it is finally over.. finally over...

Topic(s) of this poem: death, loss, love

Comments about Behind The Curtain by Ace Of Black Hearts

  • Gajanan MishraGajanan Mishra (8/4/2016 2:47:00 PM)

    waiting for sunrise sir, good one (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, August 4, 2016

Poem Edited: Friday, August 5, 2016

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