Embrace

Ce'la'vis Carpediem

Deep and confusing,

Surrounding yet…. astounding.

Your affections like sad reflections,

Confounding like a puzzle,

Perplexing as tho to be sweet and caressing,

It hurts me like a knife a nudge to end a life.

Hope of love, fickle as a dove.

In your embrace, lie I doth taste, bitter sweet made like hate.

It poisons your thought, you let it bind and blind twisting your mind caught in a lie.

Prickley and fierce your embrace doth pierce so deep and slow.

Your sadnesses blows like winter's snow.

Your embrace once held happiness and respect,

Why do I only feel sadness and regret?

  • Author: Galen Alhazred (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: June 12th, 2017 14:14
  • Comment from author about the poem: This poem is about the moment I knew my fiance decided it was over, her disconnection was palatable in our hug at that second for just a second.
  • Category: Reflection
  • Views: 41
  • Users favorite of this poem: malubotelho
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  • The Invisible

    Wow, most amazing very sad yet nicely written. The font to just makes it seem I don't know it just fits the whole poem.

    • Ce\'la\'vis Carpediem

      I'm a typist at heart I hate computers and love everything about writing down to the fresh sent of hot ink or the texture of fine parchment, I hope iv captured all of this I'm trying to make art with words and create mental images not drawn.

      • The Invisible

        You did, I mean even though it's a machine typing it all out I wasn't hard to feel all that you were feeling when you experienced this and also when you wrote this. I too love writing my poems over typing them out but either way I feel if you are really committed and into your poems it doesn't matter what form you choose the reader can feel what you do.

      • Goldfinch60

        Very good emotive write.

      • malubotelho

        For a long time I've been looking to read poems from people from this generation. I was curious what the youngish people wright. About what are the feelings put into writing now a days. I'm happy to have found you. Fresh. I have a son your age and he is a rapper. He is a poet too. Thanks, very nice writing.



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