What Is This I See?

aDarkerMind

what is this I see?

this giant ball, it's letters in a box.

I have yet to hear it bark a sodden tune

or heal the rift of ivory in chastity and chase.

it hides my spiders in it's eyes.

it smells of boredom, poverty, and lace.

will it float my soul to heaven,

or dare me grieve as satan stares me down?

who told me once that dying is an art?

to the mandatory needles, 

each curtain made and pulled apart

from the right side of all miracles and dreams.

it found solace in my skull, 

as pure as snow,

a paperchain to a cold world of my hurt.

to envy all I own, sweet paradise;

under a red-moon sky,

torso-white as naked as a bean.

each horse I see bolts it's doors 

to live among the strays while summer sleeps,

while the ivy climbs as cavaliers

to decorate the glory of decay,

to grow green leaves of idle tears.

my jealous blood flows fury through the thorns.

what now I see

from the right side of my bed?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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  • sorenbarrett

    A dark dream or visions of a nightmare it calls out with haunting images

    • aDarkerMind

      thank you for your kind words Sorren, and your continous support. it means so very much to me.
      Happy Christmas my Friend.

      • sorenbarrett

        And a Merry Christmas to you and yours as well

      • Bella Shepard

        I feel in your words the clash of emotions that bombard us continuously. Can we ever trust what we see? Enigmatic at best, self fullfilling at worst. You stir the pot of self doubt with a dolop of hope to create this delectable dish. Kudos!

        • aDarkerMind

          thank you Bella. hope is what we live for....
          happy Christmas, and...thank you.

        • TobaniNataiella

          I read this as being plagued by a recurring nightmare at times offering a little hope to escape it, but then that hope quickly fading and back to the nightmare. I am probably wrong as it`s intended meaning, but have really enjoyed reading it as it has made think, thank you

          • aDarkerMind

            there is always a light to be found....all we can do is look for it.
            happy christmas.

            • TobaniNataiella

              To You Too

            • Teddy.15

              I feel a soul that simply cannot rest, and it's yours, I see on the right side of your bed that true love, both of you stuck in limbo from two sides of this. I find this incredibly romantic and also excruciating because I feel that pain that you would do anything to be with her, it's Christmas it's hard. You are loved my dear Melvin, you are always loved. 🌹

              • aDarkerMind

                I have found you to be much more than a friend Teddy.
                and am more than grateful to have found you.
                have a wonderful Christmas.....and please enjoy a little of my heart that now belongs to you x

                • Teddy.15

                  To find someone you can share your grief with and to know they deeply understand is a great gift on both sides, when you write this type of poetry I know exactly the inspiration even if you do not see it because one poet inspires and truly knows another. I'm wishing you every bit of love and serenity good health and wealth in which ever way you wish it for 2025, your poetry helps me to find mine. 🌹 Thank you my dear Melvin. 🌹

                • Tristan Robert Lange

                  Oh…dear Melvin! I can feel the pain, grief and loss in every word! Well done on the poem. 🌹👏 Sending you ❤️ and 🤗 as askl!

                  • aDarkerMind

                    a pain that will never go away? I wonder....
                    happy Christmas Tristan. and thank you.

                    • Tristan Robert Lange

                      Perhaps not, certainly never fully. That’s the price of love. But I hope there’s some peace in there for you my friend, as the torment of loss can be so unbearable…and knowing poetry the way I do, it is absolutely healing to write, and you do it oh so well, Melvin! Keeping you in my prayers, friend! And, truly, happy Christmas to you too. ❤️‍🩹

                    • Cassie58

                      will it float my soul to heaven
                      or dare me grieve as satan stares me down?

                      What a contrast here. I felt a soul in distress. There is pain. There are thorns and there is much darkness here.

                      Dear Melvin, wishing you softer and kinder dreams and light to shine your pathway ahead 🌹

                      Wonderful poetry, so deep.

                      • aDarkerMind

                        so much thanks Cassie.
                        am in a dark place right now, but here I feel alive among my friends.
                        thank you....
                        and a very happy christmas to you.



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