o.k., this one guys, is very very long. so i'll be forced to post it in parts. comments...well, will be much appretiated again... thanks. Unmasked. Plasters and cloth like a disguise, Jubilant eager in her eyes, And we dance for that last night, We dance again in those dim lights. A threshold of pain, a rip of fear, A moment closer to the hour I fear, So calm, its frightening, My soul ripped by torrents of lightening. What is unseen, is brutally true, What is unheard, can be heard by you, And the Mozart of tonight graces the air, The music will play, with nothing to care. Her hair brushes against my face, Her fingers play in rhythm with our pace, The blackest night is still upon, What is more dreaded is the hour of dawn. As black as the sky is the dress she adorns, As grey is my hope as tomorrow’s morn, As red is the blood as the shade of her lips, I know too well, all of this will be missed. Violence in my heart, and her fiery eyes, The sparks of love burn my pride, I melt within, waiting alone inside, Where can I hide when the morn arrives? A blast of cold breath brushed my face, And with its frosty scent, I now awake, What trance had me lost for such long moments? The moon dimly taunts with its haughty crescent.
Partt 2. With a blast so majestic, from beyond the eastern hills, As comes the hour, comes her will, The first stroke tears through the midnight dark, The last hope sleeps forever in my heart. The second burst, and the sky glows wild, A cold finger on my face, it feels so mild, A shiver to think that I was holding her there, A murder to think about the hours we shared. She stayed so calm, so gorgeously silent, I’m so hypnotized by her, so lost in her scent. The third stroke revealed more to the human eye, A threat to me, I’d rather die, And yet stuck in those composed steps, How more torturous could this wait get? I’ve seen her before, I’ve seen her shine, A fourth ray stabs mercilessly my time, Yet, carelessly I bless this undesired beam, It shone upon her face, her eyes gleam. What beauty I can kill to see, It was there right in front of me, What a melody my heart beats, What a rush of love my lungs breathe. The fifth ray catches me so soon, And in the sky, fades the moon, The sixth had missed me by the width of a hair, Too aware was I now, the seventh would catch me bare. Comments, guys?
Partt 3. (I'm expecting comments...) Then bursts, so intensely that forbidden ray, And falls upon my face, it was morn today, And revealed what I’ve hidden for so long, I soon realize what I was doing was wrong. My ears were ready to hear her scream, My eyes were shut, wishing it were a dream, And like a dying prisoner, I pushed her aside, Ran away, I ran for miles. Today I remember just all of this, I remember her face, it causes me bliss, I remember her arms, her body, her soul, I wish I were there longer to hear what she might’ve told.
i'm sorry. you don't have to like it if you don't want to. you may want to tell me what's wrong. Partt 4. Mirrors lying broken about me, my home, I fear no sight, but my own, She didn’t know my name, she didn’t call out, I ran too fast that night to know where I was about. It has been just a month, and I relive that night, I sleep in nightmares, I awake in fright, And a knock on the door now makes me tense, I feel too cold; my mind’s too dense, An hour later, with a letter crushed in my hands, I stand too much fury than anyone demands, Beaten by myself, I fail; I fall to the floor, The world goes on outside my sealed door. As the paper flows gallantly to the ground, The sun grows dim; it lowers its crown, From the envelope flows a river of beads, As it finally settles, the letter reads: “I danced with you a night, a month ago, That man in the dark, you, I desired to know, I danced patiently as we waded through that night, I waited so well, till that first light. I swear by the sun that bloomed that dawn, I counted those rays as they came upon, The first, second, third, fourth, fifth and sixth, Then I shut my eyes in stupid bliss. Then came the seventh ray, and harshly you stole away, I didn’t know why, where to, I didn’t know your name, For a month since then I’ve cried so much, I only cherish nothing but your touch. And now I’m due, my grave is set, The news I knew before we met, And I longed to know the man I blindly loved, But you had escaped into that morning’s buff. I have lovingly enclosed that necklace I adorned, I remember you touch it when the fourth ray shone, I may be dead, resting in my grave as you read, Do not regret, as I do, I’m too dead for you to bleed. My wish may be answered in my everlasting sleep, If only I were alive when your face I could see.”
No, there isn't that there is anything wrong with it. I would just have to read it really carefully to get an understanding, and I'm too lazy lol.
Partt 5. The Last. They found me dead there, just as I was, They found the message when they broke my house, They knew my love, I knew her too, They saved the envelope which read “Just for you”. But happier I am, as I lay here dead, Moist soil doesn’t dampen the thoughts in my head, I can’t feel, but I know my skeleton is right beside her, She still doesn’t see me, but we are now together. _________________________________________________ Is it me, or is this the longest poem on the LPA Writer's Cove?
indeed. long poems can be very annoying. i got bugged with my own till i decided that i should have it finished. thanks again mate.
i didnt really read and understand it the first time you showed it to me, well that i did. its one heck of a masterpiece, i keep wondering how you manage to use so many words in one poem.