Cold Reality

by Bianca   May 28, 2008


The moons stare dismally: a painted picture of black.
No commiseration shows, no apathy does it lack.
This twisted face of truth is growing strong within me.
This unforgettable pandemonium's a long lost memory.

Each moon's picture tells the same wistful tale.
Their faces - clear, and yet they're breathing stale.
Through their eyes I see a girl crying, still broken.
With each passing second, cold reality is awoken.

There's an unpleasant lassitude of the cold night.
The girl turns away quickly, knowing nothing's right.
She takes in a breath and tastes life's bitter flavor.
She looks over the edge and wishes she was braver.

The maverick's tired of chasing her cynical dream.
She's finally realized that nothing's ever as it seems.
She waits on the edge, thinking of the baby she lost.
She takes a step forward, her broken soul tossed.

The lackadaisical moons dim then tearfully shatter.
The earth continues on, pretending it doesn't matter.
A draft arrives as impermissible silence fills the air.
Truthful pictures now lay broken, but does anyone care?

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  • 17 years ago

    by Tsukuyomi

    Great word choice!

  • 17 years ago

    by Poet on the Piano

    Wow, this is truly a captivating and excellent poem, you had me wanting to read more and more by the end, and you were so descriptive. Very well-expressed, nice job.

    "Each moon's picture tells the same wistful tale.
    Their faces - clear, and yet they're breathing stale.
    Through their eyes I see a girl crying, still broken.
    With each passing second, cold reality is awoken."

    Wonderful word choice here, you keep the reader extremely intrested, and this whole poem was such a pleasure to read. Great job, I can see you have so much talent just from this one piece. Keep writing, always and forever.....

  • 17 years ago

    by Cristian Teo Regalado

    This is a beautiful poem... Lost someone most dear to me to and I'm just finding out alot of stuff that happened to her. If you wanna no more please read my poem FARE WELL OLGA!!!!!!!!!!

  • 17 years ago

    by Sora

    This has to be one of the most powerful poems i've ever read. it was mesmerizing. it was beautiful yet sad. very well detailed. you expressed yourself well. it was simply amazingg. job well done. 5/5.

    -Ashlei.

  • 17 years ago

    by Mister 47

    Well i literaly blown away with this one !!

    perfect no mistake nothing perfect
    and even when i was reading i was playing like quitre music i can swear i could imagine myself in that place and fveeling the same

    it make me not able to breath

    i beleve you exceed yourself here

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