Past Notes Vol.4
As Riddles
Tie tongues While treasure Is tossed Into the void Of Hell Nothing Contests The past memories Something so scorned, To have never been seen
No Fantasies
Just tragedies No spark Passion Heat Or flame Your only seeing, Downfall Bad luck Swollen eyes And rewound pain Sharing the blame, While going insane Forgetting what day it is Asking yourself, What is love like? Trying hard to see, While blinded by sight Hoping to drift off trail Into the light Cradling your innocence Just to throw it Into the wood chipper Passing your thoughts Through a broken strainer
Look past Yourself
To see what you are A connected vibration Dressed in The scars of an Ego Remapping the barren lands Looking for a place To hide From civilization Time to breathe Time to bleed Seeing what you've become Preparing the journey Back to where, You were always at one
© 2014 Skyler DeCristoforo
Comments
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I agree Gypsy. I've said it before, but i believe that the pain and harshness of this world help us to see the light and value. It really all just depends on ones perspective.
Incredible feelings here. We all at times bleed, hurt and go to the max but then we are ready to do it all again.
- AUTHOR
Creativenovella, your deep interpretations impress and amaze me. Thanks for your feedback.
- AUTHOR
Jodah, thanks for pointing out the error first of all and i appreciate your compliments!
These words seeped in slow, scratching my insides. It hurt and roughed me up a bit in knowing that I've been a castaway on this dreary island. Awesome poem.
Great words here and love some of your phrases especially in the poem 'No Fantasies'(your heading says 'fatasies' by the way): "Trying hard to see while blinded by sight" and "Passing your thoughts through a broken stainer". Well done.
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