Song of Amber

by Quietly Versed   Mar 30, 2008

Sequestered beneath the vortex is my mind
The mass of emotion, the knowing of you.
Your arrival unseen.

Destitute as my temptress
You come by way of carriage or match stick box
A traveler or some cynical thing.

I have known you once
Or some repose of your presence
Some mannequin displaced on window sills
Fully clad in the colors of my adoration

Hallelujah, in your scars I find purity
Your broken ambiance, my serrated soul...
Pitifully pieced together.

We finger travesty
As we sift through empty promises
And dry our hands of love all together.


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  • 10 years ago

    by Nix

    Wow! Amazingly written, you captured my attention with first line and honestly kept it through whole poem, I admire your way to express such strong emotions which you obliviously can. Truly, truly creative and refreshing poem, I enjoyed in it's depth and I simply think that you expressed your passion on so innovate, fascinating way.

  • 10 years ago

    by Beautiful Forever

    The flow in this one was OK. It's very well-written and has a nice concept. The word usage here was excellent! Very nice write! 5/5