Only I

[soulfir3]

wishful thinking,
on your behalf
that I would stray further
from the pathetic strands of light,
which shines from
the feeble candle you've been
holding in the palms of your hands
wavering under subtle breeze
hypnotic gaze follows,
the bending curve
of the wind's weight
shadows hold morning's promise
and it's only the vague,
eery sound of voices
which give direction
along a worn path
two soul's fighting in amongst
debris of life,
one holding the candle
the other seeking refuge
from the haunting outline
sourced from feeble candle-light

[soulfir3]

let me dissolve inside
of this black hole of pity
you so mercilessly laid
at your feet
the murky darkness will
become my home
and the one sanction of hope
that won't suffocate my attempts
too breathe
and as my fingers grasp
by the dregs of my nails
blood pools welling around me,
gurgling softly as
I falter and dip under
the tidal wave of grief and anger
which you help create
I am no longer afraid of dying,
resentful that my heart remains beating
and you,
you stand as always,
brooding and silent
without thought or care

[dawness]

a double treat of poetic imagination. sparkling gems, soul. your candle lights!

[anirbas]

stark cypherical visuals of black, red and white...hell of a mental canvas you just painted in my morning fogged head, S'fir...loved it...got more? Nir.

[DavidMc]

Nice contrast of light and dark soul.

David