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Post by soulfir3 on Dec 29, 2006 0:26:02 GMT -6
I am a faceless entity a dream which dissolved so many moons ago, as hands of ancient ghosts gathered me, taunting my tortured soul ushering me too the farthest corners of the darkness I am a dreamless weaver broken from misfortune held beyond will and recognition of what is , what could be standing still against winter wind statue like in appearance heart of stone soul of ice I am nothing empty whispers .. and promises long broken toyed by the needy desire of another who calls me "love" but it is faithless, empty and dead hands twist around me, murmuring the sweetest - nothings into thy ear , but they fall deaf fingers graze my flesh, I wish not too feel them anymore I am a faceless entity dying amongst debris of fallen hearts , mine is there strewn across marble floor shattered by a thousand feet which tread upon the very vein which helped me breathe I am an empty shell shadowed against the world secreted from the light held open for another's selfish desire coldness envelopes myself under cloak of death and darkness I am taken victim, silently I fall
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Post by dawness on Jan 2, 2007 3:46:18 GMT -6
what sorrow can the heart hold no more than the joy that contains it???
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Post by bichsa on Jan 4, 2007 7:18:15 GMT -6
Soul ,you sure do have a way with words.Peace C.
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Post by anirbas on Jan 4, 2007 8:53:34 GMT -6
"I am a dreamless weaver broken from misfortune held beyond will and recognition of what is , what could be standing still against winter wind statue like in appearance heart of stone soul of ice" ~fragmentation of Soulfiric poeming. ~*~ Enigmatic poeming and imaging. Did you take that picture? Sabrina.
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Post by DavidMc on Jan 6, 2007 8:13:02 GMT -6
I don't believe this for a minute ... the wheel will turn.
David
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Post by soulfir3 on Jan 19, 2007 3:03:24 GMT -6
Thank you all, for the kind words and comments.
This is an older piece and written around about the same time as the break down of my marriage. While I no longer feel the same isolation and self failure, at the time it was a very strong emotion and it made things certainly appear much more difficult than they might have actually of been.
And yes, Sabrina, I did take this photo. It is taken in the stairwell of my Nan's old house where she lived before my Pop passed away.
~ Soul
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Post by anirbas on Jan 19, 2007 8:59:46 GMT -6
Is it not odd, as humans, we tend to see the end of a relationship as "failure", instead of seeing it, as the springboard, into something more in our lives?
I wonder, as humans, are we mentally hardwired to feel that way? Or is it, a societal knee jerk reaction, to being taught, one marriage and one marriage, or relationship, or you're a failure as a human and a lover?
I wonder about these things, as people whom have stayed with one partner, seem to see themselves as better than those that havn't...Or if you've had more, than one relationship/marriage, you're a failure or something is wrong with you...
I find that attitude surprising, considering the day and age of so called enlightenment, we supposedly live in...
Like I still find it surprising, if a man pursues many sexual liasons, he's considered a stud... But, if a woman does the same thing, she's considered a slut, instead of a studdess...LOL...
Forgive me, Soul...Your last post got my mind to wandering in type about things, I already wonder about...
Intriguing photo...It just is...Someone left a beautiful spirit print on it...
Sabrina.
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Post by Sam on Jan 23, 2007 16:30:44 GMT -6
Boy! Do I ever wonder those same things!!!!
It is hard to believe everything is alright when you have given everything you have and it just never seemed to be enough... to hold onto the one thing you loved the most... like something is missing somewhere inside you and you just don't know what it is or where to find it...
Sam
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Post by soulfir3 on Jan 24, 2007 18:17:12 GMT -6
today - i gave away a heart of stone wrapped gently within a shield of cotton comforted by it's smooth soft hold breathing softly into the wind I allowed myself to cry
today- i surrended myself to will alone and watched the world I knew disappear into somewhere else laying back, I held my heart within it's safe cocoon letting spirit and soul roam unfound moons
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