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You Robbed Me My Innocence
Implanting fears within my head
Flowering into haunting images;
Your thirsty flesh paved ways into my island,
Forcefully invited yourself
While I laid unsteady and im-positioned.
I Begged for mercy like a homeless tramp,
Whilst My head Bowed before your unholy presence.
You had me committed to screams,
Outstretched, giving un-powerful kicks.
I swear I felt like pain made love to me
While I showed no interest at all.
You confined my hopes making me hopeless.
My wind blow-able gaunt body
Lighter than chicken feathers,
Now drenched in shame
Tied knots in my womb-less stomach.
When you drew your un-erasable memory,
Pain cried,circled and marched
Like spears of angered pouring rain
Through gates of my heavy eyes.
But your ignorance paid no mind.
Instead pushed , till blood flowed
Like lava from an erupting volcano,
That was my innocence pouring..
Flowering into haunting images;
Your thirsty flesh paved ways into my island,
Forcefully invited yourself
While I laid unsteady and im-positioned.
I Begged for mercy like a homeless tramp,
Whilst My head Bowed before your unholy presence.
You had me committed to screams,
Outstretched, giving un-powerful kicks.
I swear I felt like pain made love to me
While I showed no interest at all.
You confined my hopes making me hopeless.
My wind blow-able gaunt body
Lighter than chicken feathers,
Now drenched in shame
Tied knots in my womb-less stomach.
When you drew your un-erasable memory,
Pain cried,circled and marched
Like spears of angered pouring rain
Through gates of my heavy eyes.
But your ignorance paid no mind.
Instead pushed , till blood flowed
Like lava from an erupting volcano,
That was my innocence pouring..
Published 12th Jun 2015
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16th Jun 2015 8:21pm
Ahhh, BlaqVeil, luv ~ :-*
This poem is deeply agonizing, rage, and haunting innocence echoing loudly in the silence of remembered pain.
You paint a vividly powerful portrait here. Excellent poetry does this especially when the subject matter is unbearable, something from which we'd rather turn our faces than confront, mayhap. Poetry, worthwhile poetry does not always place us within our comfort zone. Nay, it pushes us, forces us into spaces we'd much rather leave untouched, but that oft-times need, require exploration.
Excruciatingly excellently done, luv. You've pulled from the depths for this; how very, very courageous you are! :-*
This poem is deeply agonizing, rage, and haunting innocence echoing loudly in the silence of remembered pain.
You paint a vividly powerful portrait here. Excellent poetry does this especially when the subject matter is unbearable, something from which we'd rather turn our faces than confront, mayhap. Poetry, worthwhile poetry does not always place us within our comfort zone. Nay, it pushes us, forces us into spaces we'd much rather leave untouched, but that oft-times need, require exploration.
Excruciatingly excellently done, luv. You've pulled from the depths for this; how very, very courageous you are! :-*
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18th Jun 2015 6:49pm
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