Ashes

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Love is a trick
Love is enchanting
Love is harsh
Love is cold

Once so in love
Was it only me?
My heart so on fire
Now left cremated
Dead
Cold
Ashes
A breath and breeze
carrying whispers
of what could've been
All that's left
is a broken, stabbed corpse
ashes
that were once my heart
Doesn't that haunt you?
Can you not see me?
Or do you remember
and the guilt wracks you?

But I'll spirit away
My ashes will catch
on the breath of the wind
The breath of new life
stirs in me again
I found someone else
Who had scars herself
Who watched the ash assemble
Bearing my likeness again
But not fully me
I'm scarred for life

Love is friendship
Love is real
Love is flying on emotion
Love I feel

We aren't perfect
We're only halves
But together
the ashes combine
A new life starts
And you aren't part of it
Love is it's banner
and I built walls around it
gates that you can't enter.
I forgive you
But I cannot trust you
Take your pride and go
make ashes of someone else.

SSmoothie's picture

great poem!

Forces an ultra romanticist like myself to really evaluate my own ideas on this :) cheers SS


Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS    

"Well, it's life SIMS, but not as we know it" - ¡$&am

ashes_twisted's picture

Light after Darkness.

post tenebras spero lucem.

"Even the day has lost its usual brilliancy and cheerfulness, and has become gloomy and sad. It seems to be like night. Neither night nor day is natural to me; the one is restless and full of cares like the usual employments of day, and the other is gloomy, or almost night, where there is no comfort and peace. Day brings to me none of its usual enjoyments. It is short, gloomy, sad, and hastens away, and a distressing and restless night soon comes on." -Job 17:12


"We are, Each of us angels with only one wing, and we can only fly by embracing one another." -Luciano De Crescenzo

Seraphim's picture

In the beginning was the

In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God. 2 He was with God in the beginning. 3 Through him all things were made; without him nothing was made that has been made. 4 In him was life, and that life was the light of all mankind. 5 The light shines in the darkness, and the darkness has not overcome[a] it.


Post Tenebras Spero Lucem

ashes_twisted's picture

Testify.

and we the witness to that light.


"We are, Each of us angels with only one wing, and we can only fly by embracing one another." -Luciano De Crescenzo

ashes_twisted's picture

I'm sorry ..

but I just tripped all over your adorable and delightful to read poem that I'm still falling ..

many thanks for the thrill.

Once again beautiful write.
=^.^=


"We are, Each of us angels with only one wing, and we can only fly by embracing one another." -Luciano De Crescenzo

Seraphim's picture

I was reading one of your

I was reading one of your poems when the inspiration came. 3 minutes later it was fully grown. Thank you for the comment AND the inspiration


Post Tenebras Spero Lucem

ashes_twisted's picture

O.o

Flabbergasted.

Which one was it?


"We are, Each of us angels with only one wing, and we can only fly by embracing one another." -Luciano De Crescenzo

Seraphim's picture

Sleeping on embers: "We

Sleeping on embers:

"We watched; no I watched; as our love incinerated like dilapidated flakes.
Fragments of particles.
Our memories made.
A smoldering love that kindled,
but now I sleep on the embers of past flames.

Heart that has been cremated.
The wreckage has been done.
Remnants of a love that has become filth.
I wither here shunned.
Sleeping on embers.
The life you have undone."


Post Tenebras Spero Lucem

ashes_twisted's picture

Awwe.

You know that poem is a rough patch to a relationship.
On going and off these embers flicker.
Never to know when it will settle down to a simmer.
Sometimes I seethe because my soul material is affixed on this other.

Ah, you see?
So happy to know you could create ashes from cinders.

=^.^=


"We are, Each of us angels with only one wing, and we can only fly by embracing one another." -Luciano De Crescenzo

Seraphim's picture

Post Tenebras Lux

Post Tenebras Lux


Post Tenebras Spero Lucem