Tainted Nights

by Meme   Jun 21, 2012


I am sorry for showing
you my weak side; once
again. I promised that I
would always stand tall
in front of you, so
forgive my knees for
failing me tonight ..

I have no control over
the burning fire deep
inside my heart, nor
the waterfall coming
down my eyes.

Why are you standing
so far? I can barely
move, now I have to
stitch a pattern of
footsteps to where
you are.

Here I am suffocating
with every minute of this
night, but I still have the
strength to reach out for
you for the last time.

I will promise you once
again, but just this once

I beg you ..

put your arms around me
and let me surrender my
aches, for I can no longer
seek another breath ..

.. since sadness has infected
the air tonight ..

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© Copyright 2012 by: gIrL
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  • 11 years ago

    by One Man Clan

    This is the perfect defintion of very sad poetry,
    Sho kenti 3m te7si w enti 3m tektbeya?
    Meen mdeya2k hal 2de? Mana mesthle wlooo

  • 11 years ago

    by Tara Kay

    Now I have to
    stitch a pattern of
    footsteps to where
    you are.

    ^^^That line made the entire poem for me, soooo creative...really great images in there...

    I just realised Noura said exactly the same thing!!! Great minds think alike :)

    You seriously wrote some mind blowing poetry here...

    WOW WOW WOW

    :)

  • 11 years ago

    by Decayed

    Beautiful dose of sadness in the introduction...

    wow

  • 11 years ago

    by nouriguess

    Meme,

    Weakness is what makes us humans. I love weak people. Not 'over-emotional' people who cries over Titanic, but those who have hearts, if I can say. I am weak, every lover is weak, this whole world is weak, even nature. Sadness is life. Joy is nothing related to life. In my (humble) opinion, when we are down, we are capable of making miracles, of screaming out loud. And don't forget to remember that after every rainstorm, there emerges a rainbow. :)

    Now to the poem: what a poem. I began to love simplicity ever since I began to read your poetry. It feels like I can relate to everything you add. Sadness? It is in here. Romance? It is in here. Vulnerablity? Oh dear. I feel like when you write, you don't 'try' to say something. You just say it. Which is the reason why I like your work.

    Fillers don't really annoy me in your poetry, haha, I seriously know not why but...when I see a 'the', I think 'oh it makes perfect sense'!

    'now I have to
    stitch a pattern of
    footsteps to where
    you are.'

    ^

    Must say, this part is what made this poem for me. 'Stitching' your way towards him is just awesome, and the way you said 'to where you are' makes me want to suggest something such as saying 'to wherever you are' so that it will sound like you lost him or something. But whatever, ignore me. This is perfect. I am just a nagging child. :P

    Simple, sad and lovely.

  • 11 years ago

    by Maple Tree

    Your poetry here of late has really got me in a whirlwind of emotions sweet one! This poem has such an elegant sorrow and heartfelt agony of breathtaking words...Beautiful and tearful piece..