Light Breaks Darkness

September 9, 2011
By ImagineBlueRoses SILVER, Derby, Kansas
ImagineBlueRoses SILVER, Derby, Kansas
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Were it not for music, we might in these days say, the Beautiful is dead.


The night was young,
and so was I,
the sun had set,
the moon hung high.

As the mist of night
creeped over all,
it seeped through the cracks
of my soul's stone wall.

The wind blew a chorus
of haunting cries,
and I felt the wet chill
of tears from my eyes.

The bare grass softly brushed
my bare hands and feet,
and over and over,
my thoughts would repeat.

If I looked up, I saw your eyes,
burning brilliant and bright;
like shimmering jewels in the
air of the night.

If I closed my eyes
and heard ghostly chimes,
of our laughs, now gone,
to the depths of lost time.

I couldn't escape;
the night shut me in,
to the torture chamber of memories
that never would end.

I sat there, unhearing,
silent- shaking;
unaware of the choked
breaths I was taking.

Your touch, your face,
your laugh, your voice-
I wanted them to leave,
but did I have a choice?

Would the memories ever stop?
Would the night never go?
Desperation set in,
deadly and slow.

Life was a burning wound,
each day brought more pain;
darkness seemed inviting,
death seemed a gain.

"God, forgive me!" I cried,
my voice shattering the still.
The wind hit my face
as I ran down the hill.

My feet left the ground,
the water pulled me in;
the pain would be short,
then I'd be with you again.

My eyes slowly closed,
as the hand of Death,
grasped my soul,
stole my breath.

And as my life faded,
I saw my last, fleeting sight;
the first golden ray
of morning's light.


The author's comments:
This is a poem about someone losing aperson they loved very much. They cannot handle lifewithout this person, and they end up taking their life in hopes of reuniting with there loved one.

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on Mar. 23 2012 at 10:02 pm
IamtheshyStargirl PLATINUM, Lothlorien, Utah
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Favorite Quote:
Boredom instigates extreme creativity.
~Amoniel

"Bowing gratefully to all of my subjects, 'thank you. Thank you. The pleasure is mine." Nah, I'm just kidding. We're all kings together.'"
~Thesilentraven

So sad, your scenery/background/location/weather, what ever the word was, is absolutely perfect for the mood you wish to set and the story you set out to tell. 

on Oct. 31 2011 at 9:38 pm
ImagineBlueRoses SILVER, Derby, Kansas
5 articles 0 photos 10 comments

Favorite Quote:
Were it not for music, we might in these days say, the Beautiful is dead.

Thank you!!! This was my first "official" poem, and it is really nice to know it is good :)

Fluffernut said...
on Oct. 31 2011 at 4:33 pm
Sent a chill down my spine and I felt like the author had magic at her fingertips... amazing...

on Sep. 26 2011 at 10:26 pm
ImagineBlueRoses SILVER, Derby, Kansas
5 articles 0 photos 10 comments

Favorite Quote:
Were it not for music, we might in these days say, the Beautiful is dead.

Thank you for your comment! I really appriciate reviews and feedback! :)

Junebug said...
on Sep. 26 2011 at 10:23 pm
This was hauntingly beautiful...


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