A poem about the lonliness and pain of heartbreak and all the corruption it may cause.
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Slashed to perfection
I couldn’t bear the shock of infidelity
But for the madness of love, I would endure every atrocity
Why do you make me burn with the ripeness of youth?
Why does fire strike me even in cold, cold water?
I hope I don’t die from the torments of loneliness
How can I describe to you what my restlessness is like?
I’ve felt your shadow in my dreams before
Desires erupt from my heart, bursting with colors…
Red is the blood, running down my arm
Orange is the color, that he covets the most
Yellow is the sun, that scares the ghosts of our past
Green is my eyes, that have hid the shadows of my soul
Blue is the sea, that is violently shook
Purple is the bruise, that mares my arm
Indigo is the veins, that are slashed to perfection
Violet is violent, in it’s crazy obsession
I have searched for your heart under the oceans
Yes, walking on waves
Last night’s intoxication has not yet gone from my soul
My arms have not released your alluring body
My eyes are open but that dream has not broken
I look at the moonlit sky
My eyes search for you
I plead to the falling stars
To give me your clue
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