*Forbidden Walls of Illusion* – part two
I
had a dream
It was a nightmare
The promised dark bird
came to visit you
She is no more
She is dead
now
You
have never felt her
presence as you took off
your poetry-coat
She
saw the light
candles in your room
shivering flames
She saw you
there
She
saw a red rose
on your wooden floor
She saw people
around you
quiet
People
that wouldn’t understand
the purpose of her uninvited visit
She kept flying around
in the rain
Her
crimson wings
like wet dark shadows
desperately tapped at your windows
eagerly as lunatic
In vain
She
tried to attract
the distant look in your eyes
but your window covered with the dark
curtains of unknowing
turned
her dream
into the nightmare
She was poisoned by the experience
of your rejection
Her
symphony was gone
transformed into a requiem
The black requiem of unreasoned love
Would you ever bring her to life
again
Say a word
If you really want this
she is prepared to haunt you forever
***
© Eclipse 2008 – 2011
Shared on Jingle Poetry
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superb piece.
beautiful!
what a lovely and engaging story
Thank you Angela 🙂
The use of shape here is most intriguing.
I would bring the bird back to life. It’s never to late to change.
so nicely said…thank you for reading