His hand outstretched,
as he tugged the tail
of her garb.
He gently yanked her to
his bosom -
then with his arms,
he enveloped her.
Such warm embrace
she had long forgotten -
and it was there that he held her
for moments long...
Then suddenly,
his emotions became shades
of black and white -
his trusting notions became
like quicksand and struck
like deadly flashes of lightning,
while he lunged his firm hand
through the cavity
that housed her soul.
Firmly, he gripped her bare essence -
exhausting the mere breath of her,
as he wrenched the already-fainting
heart within her.
Alas!It was only then
that the Angel of Death
once again haunted her
and his cold and cruel verses
mockingly whispered,
"Finally, this is when
the pain no longer hurts."
A well written and chilling poem, Collette. Thank you for sharing. Peace
A poignant piece of poetry well articulated and nicely crafted in persuasive poetic expressions with artistic brilliance. A very passionate write.
Well-written, loved the choice of words, gave life to the poem's meaning.
Hello Everyone, thank you for taking the time to read my poem. Your feedback helps.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I liked the way it shows how love can be beautiful and yet hurt at the same time. It was fast paced, I enjoyed reading this. Well done, good imagery too.
You comments are welcomed, Della. Thank you.