Words of Destruction

[soulfir3]

Laced within the
sorrowful threads of envy -
tossed into the wind
watching the chaos unravel
seeping into the hearts of sternest,
most dedicated souls
destroying all that they touch.

~.~

Muting the most deeply believed,
into untouchable silences
forced into darkened corners
seething under pelted abuse
of those less understanding
powerful with their usage of
fear -
rejection -
lack of remorse

Brimming cups of mortar
removed from that which holds
many together
brittle from constant
barrage
conflict
time yielding abuse
a memory held captive
under the spell of what
could have been.


~.~

Threats and mindless mutations
thread upon silken lies
so smooth are they,
that not even as they disperse into
our existence,
are they noticed
until their bitterness is felt
deftly under skin,
like a surgeon with his needle.

Laced with nothing more than
unfulfilled promises,
broken echoes of tomorrow
shadows which laugh in their
taunting, gleeful sins.

[anirbas]

Enigmatic and spellbinding writing, as always, S'fir!
Good to see you back in action, Jackson! Got more? Nir.

[soulfir3]

Thanks Nir

[brandnewmessiah]

A word becomes a scream when it bleeds with such emotion. Brilliance Soul! ~ BNM

[soulfir3]

thank you

[anirbas]

Slips into the box, unbeknownst to Soul, tiptoes up to her shoulder,
taps it and shouts: TAG! YOU'RE IT!!!!!!! Runs to the bottom right
hand corner of the box, looks back over her shoulder, grins at S'fir,
then executes a swan dive off the edge of the box, backflips
and falls into another box of poems and thoughts...