To talk with you doesn't make any sense,
When your bloody words can hurt me so much.
An exciting show is your best defense,
Slaughtered thoughts drop nakedly at the soul's touch.
The bleeding screams are sutured in my soul.
In time, the silence of this torment grips
Some domination for a selfish goal,
While inconceivable are my truth's lips.
Why don't you give me a chance to leave you?
I'm a prisoner in this drama of love.
Between deformed walls, this jazz is a blue
Stretch of the sky to reach the stars above.
© Marieta.Maglas 2010
From : Yulissa Fregoso (california United States; Female; 12) To : Marieta Maglas Date Time : 4/3/2010 4: 00: 00 PM (GMT -6: 00) Subject : Hi HI I have read your poems DANCE OF LOVE and BLEEDING WORDS they are really goood and i have commented on them so please read and comment on some of my poems THANK YOU YOUR FRIEND YULISSA FREGOSO
'Bleeding words' is so expressive, it reaches to the bones of the readers...nice piece.
A painful write. No idea what had inspired you to write this. Moving craft.
Leave me with all the pain and let me see again. I am the golden prisoner of the unsaid words. While I wait to go to Heaven to receive my rewards your cry... let me see again.. i am the goldern prisoner...lovely expressions.
I am really moved by the significance and beauty of two lines: Thoughts are slaughtered in flocks and herds and I am the golden prisoner of the unsaid words. These are amazing expressions. Deep regards for your poetic self.
We want to be understand- we want words to speak for us- to be misunderstood is pain. To have meanings we did not intend forced upon our own words is unbearable. There is real, baffling, bleeding awareness in all these lines, and so I think that it must be true. I do not force implied meanings, I only try to interpret between the lines, the meat of the matter..
The screams become the stitches in your mouth. Your silence torments and eats inside me. You hurt me and this is an inconceivable truth. Please, leave me away, I want to be free. These are very powerful lines. Such a sad poem and so well written. Thank you for sharing
Sometimes words sharper than sword but in certain occasion words can smooth our mind and emotions. what i can feel from this poem is only hurt and wound caused by words. Human tounge can be twisted, poisonus and destroy other hopes and peace. Don't care what people may said, as long as we can find our happiness in ourselves and joy within compassionate life; it is enough. Very nice poem
the imagery is beautiful and the emotions of pain and anguish are very nicely drawn out. thanks for sharing! :)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very thoughtful, touching poem..I like it