Opposite Influence
Stained beauty, sitting under the fire
Tainted cause, reaching out for the wire
Loving hate, cant light the same candle
Broken glass, the change is hard to handle
Empty heart, feeling numb moving slowly
Torn words, feeling hate and un holy
Loud silence, reaching highs failing lows
Darken bones, smell of fear reaching the nose
Twisted journey, moving forward into the unknown
Forgotten memory, picking the stitches that arnt sown
Innocent guilt, trying to escape the locked box
Natures machine, lifting the position of the rocks
Damaged perfection, set goals to reach the scars
Giant whispers, climbing to the point of the stars
Beautiful passing, going from ionic posture to cold shiver
Angelic crime, millions of miles apart wanting to be with her
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Posted: Mar 2011
About this poem:
Hi Guys
Long time no here!!!
Hope your all well. Just getting the the 'zone' but very SLOWLY so just writing a few basic practice thoughts.....if that makes sense!
Have an excellent day!
TD
Comments (5)
Every line creates a picture un my head.
I cant wait to read more.Thankyou
Though not a happy one, Darken bones, smell of fear reaching the nose is such a grand image. Separation is no Angelic crime to the heart millions of miles apart wanting to be with her.
Thank you very very much for your comments it means so much. I have not been writing for a while now so all I can say is.....its nice to start getting back into the mood! I guess things have been 'empty' for a while.......or something like that!
Thank you
Dan