Rude is in the fingers They drip cyanide over the words of honesty on the yellowed pages Written from a once whole beating heart that now lies like the pages, curling and warped in the cobwebbed corners. Rude is in the fingers Harshly dancing on the spine that once held me up But now I am but nerves so pinched and eyes so lost and a soul left in the past Tears so dry they could not quench a desert Rude is in the fingers That molded with mine in times of needing comfort and solace Radiating warmth into iced recesses amidst a trauma laced smile Rude is in the fingers Walking through my hair as you say good-bye, I`ll be home soon To go away and do all this to someone else who deserves it as much as I Rude is in the fingers That fly helplessly in the air when you beg forgiveness Knowing I`m too weak to say I don`t love you anymore Rude is in the fingers Blow upon blow of fist and friends Leaving welts and bruises an artist captures to prove sanity Rude is in the fingers Holding the semblance of your black heart in the wintry night Finally surviving and letting go of days ago
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Posted: Oct 2010
About this poem:
This just came to me and is what i`m going through now in my life. Hating the pain of past relationships but missing the good. The hugs, the kisses, the warmth...so it`s a battle of good and evil, with bits and pieces of various relationships I`ve had. It`s like the weak woman giving in to the crap, and then finally getting strong enough to walk away, with a piece of each man who`s hurt her.
Very sad..I've passed this too..many times.. Wish you let go the pain..and smile again.. Nice poem!::bouquet:
GashlyAmish Hell, Ohio USAOct 23, 2010
and here i thought this would be an ode to extending middle digits. hmm. it's much better this way, as forlorn as it feels...finding that strength can completely drain you, but it will hold you up as you grasp onto survival. nice write, soquiliquay, really.
gotitallDungarvan, Waterford IrelandOct 23, 2010
wonderful poem Leila, letting go, to regrow, we have all walked the road of thorns, i wish you well.
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Wish you let go the pain..and smile again..
Nice poem!::bouquet: