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Never Blooming Rose
Forth from shadow, a warmth in snow
On ageless poet tread;
Dream lost to time, curse put to rhyme
Every day in his head.
Her sweetness lost ever his cost,
He's walked here ever since.
A hollow moan cloaked 'forrest's groan,
Ever her fallen prince.
She wails by night, the grim delight
Of powers none should preach.
Locked in her tower, hour by hour,
Ever out of his reach.
She once sang by, with softest sigh,
The window as he passed.
Now silence cries for all that dies
Tallied to sins amassed.
A younger day they made their way
Along this very path.
A dream too pure for youth's endure,
Too soon their aftermath.
A perfect rose, 'gainst the cold snows,
The last of gifts they shared.
Ne'er gain to bloom 'pon fields of gloom,
Hearts anything but spared.
Of all loved most, now but a ghost
That whispers in his mind;
He wanders here through pain and fear,
Knowing what he won't find.
Still search he must; snow, sand, or dust
With hand never to close
Over stem of forfeited gem,
Their never rebloomed rose.
12/10/2015
Published 27th Dec 2015
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27th Dec 2015 2:28pm
oh mister, mister, mister, whatever are we going to do with you, strewing shards of heart glass across moonlight paths. my soles bleed, walking these cobblestone words, waiting for a window that's not shuttered, a door that might open [again]
*sigh* ...
"A dream too pure for youth's endure,
Too soon their aftermath.
A perfect rose, 'gainst the cold snows,
The last of gifts they shared."
... welcome back, mon ami, it's wonderful to be reading you again
your talent has been greatly missed
xo
*sigh* ...
"A dream too pure for youth's endure,
Too soon their aftermath.
A perfect rose, 'gainst the cold snows,
The last of gifts they shared."
... welcome back, mon ami, it's wonderful to be reading you again
your talent has been greatly missed
xo
1st Jan 2016 6:58pm
Thank you for the warm welcome back, dear Katja. ...and OMG ouch. Your reply has me curling my toes and walking on the sides of my feet... some beautiful imagery there. Missed you.
Michael
Michael
A forlornness echoes through this like a ghost upon the moors at midnight seeking home.
It's good to see you back, Michael. Not many adhere to a classic style and yours had been missed.
It's good to see you back, Michael. Not many adhere to a classic style and yours had been missed.
1st Jan 2016 7:05pm
Thank you, Ahavati... I have missed you as well. I want you to know that there are few people in this world that can take a poetic concept to the next level like you did on your Darkness piece. That being the case, to receive a compliment on my work from you is highly appreciated and humbling. Definitely missed reading you as well.
Michael
Michael
3rd Jan 2016 10:43am
Anonymous
28th Dec 2015 7:18am
A well penned ode to how we can be forever changed and filled with absence. A lot of emotion in here, each stanza flowing effortlessly to the next, timed perfectly.
thanks for the read.
thanks for the read.
1st Jan 2016 7:14pm
Thank you, miki, for the read and the reply. The hurts life brings us sometimes alters our perception of things before us. We make bad decisions over and over again due to a subconscious trauma we never even know we are still suffering from.
Much appreciate your words here. :)
Much appreciate your words here. :)
31st Dec 2015 00:22am
1st Jan 2016 7:09pm
Thank you so much Tanzen for visiting my page and the RL. Glad to see you again. :)
Michael
Michael
2nd Jan 2016 3:18am
come down, come down from your ivory tower;
such a saddened poem of love forlorn...
such a saddened poem of love forlorn...
2nd Jan 2016 5:19pm
You know, her hair was always long enough I use to dream she would lay it out for me to climb up and rescue her. ;)
Thank you for the visit to my page, John. Always honored to have you stop by.
Michael
Thank you for the visit to my page, John. Always honored to have you stop by.
Michael
