Crimson Love

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Echoing Weeps - Poem by Crimson Love

Eyes close,
in an embrace of forever,
Never do they long to part,
but forever remain together.

My arm lays extended,
reaching towards,
An angel deemed death,
Frozen hands,
hold on to such a dear friend,
My body will not move,
yet I'm walking,
My body lie before me,
as the clock remains ticking,
death watches my final goodbye,
as I kiss the cheek of the vessel,
I no longer need.

I embrace the death,
but I know heaven I surely have missed,
Deaths door opens,
I humbly walk through,
elegance, poised in the face of death,
a shere mockery,
as I grin at the flames,
I know now, heaven was never there,
I was destined to reside ever deeper into my own hell.

The once loving carress death gave,
turns to iron fetters,
taking me past my grave,
My mother weeps,
as do the others,
small tears of regret,
for they knew,
love never reached me.....
But I never wanted it to.

One Bloody tear falls from these sorrowful eyes,
Close enough to love,
I just wasn't able to grasp,
I whisper


Wishing it didn't fall before their ears,

'I'm sorry'

This life is not worth my tears.

I hear one more tear hit my grave,
Before I fall,
Forever cursed with the echoes of weeps,
When I left life,
I thought tears would vanish,
My eyes would dry,
I wouldn't have to cry.....
but now in death I hold not only crimson tears
But I hold the pained weeps of others.

Cursed with the echo of those who loved,
and the ones whom still love in death.
I forever sleep,
with the faint lullaby, of such pained weeps.

Comments about Echoing Weeps by Crimson Love

  • (12/8/2011 9:13:00 PM)

    In death most beleive everything will go away, mainly it does
    but what is left behind brings more pain and disaters to everyone else that lives.
    love and tears from faimly and friends.
    and regret of what could have been

    Wonderful write. wonderfully outstanding like always!

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  • Jacqui Broad (12/8/2011 12:22:00 PM)

    I hope, my dear friend, that after your tears, you will see the kaleidoscopic colors of the rainbow reflecting in the sun. I don't think someone as beautiful as you will go to hell. I'm sure you would become an angel. Your poem leaves behind a certain amount of sadness, but it is good to cry, it let us become stronger. And through your poetry, you'll find the reason of your existence! (Report) Reply

  • Scotty Dogg (12/7/2011 8:39:00 PM)

    Crimson, this is one of my favorites. Great images here. Somehow you made the word 'weep' into a noun. Fantastic poem girl. You go with yo' bad self. Scott. (Report) Reply

  • (12/7/2011 3:54:00 PM)

    Another very powerful poem, a fantastic write.
    May i invite you to read my new poem called,
    Drug Fueled.
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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, December 7, 2011

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