Mene

Imprisoned Heart

Heavy shackles,

You must atone.

Hands outstretched,

White as a bone.

A gray sea washes away,

The sins of the weak.

The shadows waltz on the walls,

They draw me in with a sense of mystique.

I watch the love bloom of fantasy faces,

Blank silhouettes with smiles only I perceive.

I want to steal away their happiness as my own,

Though, I’m no thief.

So I stand and wearily attend,

These empty outlines lead a life akin to dreams.

I simply long to, one day, mirror,

The very joy only my eyes can see.

Comments3

  • Theta the scholar

    Very nice poem i like the tone very much, keep it up

    • Mene

      Thank you very much for reading ^^ I'm glad you enjoyed it.
      ~JJ

      • Theta the scholar


        happy early halloween

      • 2 more comments

      • smallest_stars

        I really enjoyed the imagery in the poem. It brought me into the world you captured and the message sent. So vivid. Loved it.

        • Mene

          I'm glad you enjoyed it, thank you for reading. ^^ Your commentary means a lot.
          ~JJ

        • Poetic Dan

          Great stuff thank you for sharing

          • Mene

            Thank you for reading. :)
            ~JJ



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