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as time stood still

Submitted by Seren on Sat, 2015-08-15 14:07

My pen finds pause
my body is broken,
a weighted horror
cleaves my breast

The strings of hope sliced
as I put dreams to the sword,
but hands now whisper to stars
across a fabric brushed heaven

Tomorrow is a lie of mysteries
today is in the now of knowing,
Like burning comets the pain
thrashes into my hearts core

A journeys end now nears
the roads all find dead ends,
revived from a morass of mourning
eyes are filled with oceans

A dirge plays and dances
in a procession free of flesh,
as shadows carry me home
infinitesimal tears find silence

I am weary of time
I've smashed the clocks
crushed every watch
tick tocks, now stopped

With the enemy defeated
I forge ahead untimed,
wild and finally free
uncaged from fear and doubt

In truth tomorrow has been
gone in thousands of minutes,
the sandman flies in golden dust
that's now sparkling my eyes
 
In sleep I shall find eternities gate
holding it open yet never entering,
until your hand slips into mine
time my love will stand in my mind

Until we meet again ...

Style / type: 
Free verse
Review Request (Intensity): 
I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
Editing stage: 
Editing - draft

Comments

alidzain

Sat, 2015-08-15 15:42

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this poem is about triumph and stubborn will. Good job.

The enemy within

Under my skin,
in the beating heart,
a faceless enemy resides
to hamper my will.

Hesitations only strengthen doubts
and melts courage into cowardice.
The darkness that once engulfed me
can never claim my soul again.

Its power thwarted by loved ones,
the mighty bond of kinship
and dear friends from far and near
who gave me the gift of hope.

The one who helps me the most
in facing the dreadful enemy
is the lady who inspire me
with her words and strength.

Thru her steel will and strength,
dealing with a weakened body,
her heart never surrender,
her passion continues to inspire.

By sharing her will, I am saved.
The hideous beast is banished
from my heart and my mind
and now I feel liberated.

Thank you Jayne
for being you.

Alid

Sparrow

Sat, 2015-08-15 18:59

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I will use the word beautiful for this piece, it is a raw beauty that takes one to the very gates, fears of a journey not wanting to take.
Yet I shall only tell you this once and then you can get on with that life you have to live.
You have been made to pause on your journey there are veils drawn over your eyes and they have stopped looking. Now is the right time to regain your freedom of Spirit and get on with all the things you are destined to do.
The Children and a few others, will take care of you each hour of the day or night, they never sleep, I can only be here for some of the time but we will together see all these problems through.
Now back to writing as you are use to and I want to know of those children that played in the garden as you watched.
I am putting out a new lawn and expect some bumps out there size 5,s or even tippy toe ones just to make me smile,
Take care young Lady and know we are there with you, as always, Da, Anne and the children xxx

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