Like pebbles on the beach

Lost inside a dream,

memories taunting me,

shadows of mystery,

where I used to be.

Echoes of disbelief,

pulsates upon the floor,

culminates in raptures,

knocking at my door.

Kisses oh so tender,

whisper on the breeze,

darkness seems to follow me,

then brings me to my knees.

Lies wrapped around truth’s,

the tongue delights and shames,

words both bless and curse,

the righteous always blamed.

Beauty robs the lazy gaze,

and painted smiles disrupt,

eyes closed distort the view,

choices become corrupt.

Pictures paint a thousand words,

yet lips defy the reason,

secrets drip like falling rain,

amidst the driest season.

Perfect strangers wonder by,

without a backward glance,

invisible to all those around,

won't even take a chance.

Pebbles on a rocky shore,

scrape beneath your feet,

whistling wind calls your name,

but only echoes do you meet.

You see a face from out the blue,

with lips that smoulder bright,

eyes that seem to radiate hope,

like a beacon in the night.

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Awful Poet 4 years ago from The Large Magellanic Cloud (LMC) (m-M)_0 = 18.41, or 48 kpc (~157,000

What a beautiful piece , Splendid imagery!


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LaThing 4 years ago from From a World Within, USA

This is beautiful...... Words are perfectly put together to paint a picture of remorse.... Loved it!

Voting up and sharing....


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Senoritaa 4 years ago

Each line is put together very artistically. Good choice of words.


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Mark Psychedlic 4 years ago from Birmingham UK Author

Thankyou Kathy


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The Stages Of ME 4 years ago

Wonderfully written ~


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Mark Psychedlic 4 years ago from Birmingham UK Author

Thankyou P.F. That's very encouraging.


Poetic Fool 4 years ago

Mark, this has a very surreal sense to it. Lots of doubt, deceit yet still hope. The imagery is fantastic. One could almost see it. A great write. Voted up and awesome.


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Mark Psychedlic 4 years ago from Birmingham UK Author

thankyou Ardie, in a nut shell you got it. I seem to be a vulcano of emotions like this and my poetry speaks where my lips stay silent.......I can only speak from the heart.


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Ardie 4 years ago from Neverland

Your poem managed to make me sense sadness, loss, romance, and solitude all at once. I hope that's the feeling you were going for because I am terrible at translating poetry. But no matter - I enjoyed reading it!

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