Out there in the distance
Discreetly rains of white
With power and hatred
Nature takes our light
In search of warmth within the soul
It shudders in decadence
Leaving my face pale and cold
It's in our blood to die together
Tasting our sins with these lips
Against the weather
This world isn't so fragile
When we pour the color
Of our crimson dream upon it
Until then we cease to exist,
Striving to survive a life
That feels so cinematic
Watching little eyes radiate in the night
I'm fighting through the stark white war
Just to save the beauty of her life;
Shards of me are left behind
On this December night
Shards of me cried suicide,
Gracefully burning bright.
Will you share the scene
Of my snow covered life?
Would you taste the tears
From this lachrymal sky?
Will you hold me close
And cool the warmth inside?
Would you tell me a story
And Lay by my side?
Elegies of animosity,
An epitaph for the stone,
The dust that's left
Will remain alone.
The moon has gone.
The sun won't rise and
All that's left are stars in disguise.
Smirk through agony with vanity
These scars never once bled,
Now looking up at the maelstrom of ice
Falling like ashes over our heads.
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Submitted: Jul 16, 2008 Reads: 51 Comments: 14 Likes: 9
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"Will you share the scene
Of my snow covered life?"
I really like these two lines, they are beautiful. Good work.
Posted: Jul 16, 2008
"Will you share the scene
Of my snow covered life?"
These two lines are beautiful. Good work!
Posted: Jul 16, 2008
gr8 work buddy hope if u have tym u can goi thru my piece and suggest somethings
Posted: Jul 16, 2008
This poem reminds me of my poem except that it is ten times better! I'll be sure to tell people about this poem...it derserves to be on the top.
~Dibs
Posted: Jul 17, 2008
I really like it. I'm looking farward to reading more of work. :) The last two lines are my fav.
Posted: Jul 17, 2008
Really good :]
Let me know when you write more
Posted: Jul 17, 2008
Super cool! I really like it! keep me updated for when you write more!
Posted: Jul 18, 2008
Wow!! SO powerful. I loved it, keep me updated as well.
Love Always,
Erin
Posted: Jul 18, 2008
Hello Ruben :) You really show your mastery of the poetic language here. I really liked how you can take something like winter and use it as a stepping stone to much bigger things. The lines,
"This world isn't so fragile
When we pour the color
Of our crimson dream upon it"
really captivated me. You show great potential and I hope you continue to hone your skills with us Booksie folk :)
Regan
Posted: Jul 26, 2008
Right so I like sitting or rather lying hear, my fingers tapping at the keyboards with my mouth hanging open. This was erm well how do I put it
OUTSTANDING! your use of words is special, I mean you use the words with such purpose and the light rhyming just makes it extra special, but doesn't make it sound cheesy. Wow I look forward to reading more of your work! You must tell me when you post more.
I am Gobsmacked
But in a good way XD
~Wandy
Posted: Jul 29, 2008
hi! ruben. this is so tragic and sad. u've great descriptive power, which brings out the emotions so well. keep it up. lol. ;-)
Posted: Jul 31, 2008
this is so wicked, cool, awesome...whatever-I luv it-all of it in it's decadent glory-it could possibly be a song=u should try it out...well, anyway, I am giving it an I like it XD:D
Posted: Aug 1, 2008
Vivid images prevail captivating the reader. The idea of something bitter cold being beatiful is tenderly portayed. A lovely poem indeed.
Happy days.....Jerry
Posted: Aug 2, 2008
Hey, very nice! Made my heart sigh a little, and that's a good thing by the way! ~ Nixie
Posted: Aug 4, 2008
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