Undress your eyes let the sleep fall from between your scented pillows
Embrace a memory shadowy in its intent
A sucubus once trusted once loved
Gridlocked now in revenge
Your anger is subtle, pointed poison secretes from your soul
The scent of lust emits powerful and you are in danger of succumbing
To a seducer once seduced by you
Now the anger hardens into a pit in your stomach
You have swallowed a bitter explosion of guilt
After taste behaves like a drug
Inducing you to crave what you least need or want
Spasmodically you scream out bloodless eyes and a sweatless cold
You disentangle your heart from all those around you
Your ultimate goal to forget she existed
in entirety
deleted
less
whole
You bang your fist to the angry wall
the pain helps you focus
Making yesterday become tomorrow
Yet to happen, the day your life fell apart..
your poems make me feel like such a failure
Much wisdom in this poem . . .
Starward
The name orginally caught my attention i honestly think this is the best piece of writing i have read on any internet site, im kind of shocked you aint a famous poet honestly this is up their
Gabby, this is most outstanding work! I have this saying.
"Live good and let them know it." It means that when they see me they regret everything but it is already to late and though served cold, the revenge is still sweet.
I do not know why I keep going there, but I cannot help but marvel how this creates a very sensual image of rare and succulent beauty. Beauty that was only dreamed about and now is offered in the same way that other offerings were dangled enticingly to pull someone away.
What draws my so compellingly into this is the vision of truest seduction in the silence of simple presence. The femme fatale in her glory, and though she radiates her essence, the reflection is for one to agonize over, but the reality of her is not for him and in that his visions destroy him.
I have left the erotic alone, for though my images do indeed encompass that, it is the knowledge that is shared with one beyond the scope of power that is most destructive. It seems that escaping the carnal desires are easier said than done.
You have created in this masterpiece, a most memorable event in my mind. To say I love it would not tell the whole truth, but then where are the words to express how I feel. ~Tim