Love through death

by Masked metaphor   Oct 9, 2012


Your words spread like ashes,
over the hill top of my tear soaked eye lashes.
Your thoughts clearly written on blue and white sashes,
blowing mercilessly between the lightening flashes.

Thundering pain withers within,
holding on to a purpose that fails to begin.
Tainted love flows down the rose petals of sin,
heart beats increase as the darkness seems to win.

Your memories war on the battlefield of madness,
sanity escaping the walls of pure sadness.
Honestly inscribed in the tunnels of an enchanted fortress,
igniting an eternal flame to a pathway out of darkness.

Your lips are still the burning key to my freedom,
the taste of melding sourness and sweetness.
The comfort strengthening the bonds between us,
leaving the pain to subside and hinder.

Your embrace still opens up the doors to my dreams,
where mysteries unravel to the hemmed seams.
You journey with me still through life's many streams,
holding my hand as our inner love redeems.

Death cannot take what we continue to share,
your smile still remains on the melody of a prayer,
singing to me softly with your immaculate love and care.

I love you and believe you remain forever near,
death cannot tear apart what love strongly holds dear.

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  • 11 years ago

    by RecycleBin

    This my friend was some deep writing.
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    by RecycleBin

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  • 11 years ago

    by Mycquel

    That was so very beautiful! Made my eyes water!!! Great job!

  • 11 years ago

    by Noha

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  • 11 years ago

    by Yakori bint Muhammed

    OMG! This is utterrly breathtaking. It got me dazed, drooled and captivated. The painting it created in me was so vividly emphasised and I loved it. It has sound elements incorporated which added a beauty to it. Its just an awesome piece. Superb metaphors and descriptions.

    Love can always stand the test of time no matter how much hurdles that may cloud it. Assuring that no trial will put your feelings apart is an assurance to wax the bond staunchly. Emotions can at times get to us, getting us susceptible to any slightest sceptic thoughts which can outrightly cause a leak. One can never guarantee doubts and uncertains to be a problem solver in such cases. Apart from true affections battling to win the race over irrelevant discrepancies.

    No matter what true and real love always wins, come rain or sunshine. If it doesn't it was never meant to be then, even initially in the beginning. Love doesn't fail nor dissapoint. Its like a plant, when nurtured with sunlight and water it blossoms ripe fruits and exotic flowers. It gives birth to various parts of a plants species. Thus, proposing its suppose functions to all in the long run. So that is how love survives, just like 'plant' analogy. Never should one underestimate the powers of love, love is unfailingly a topic of intriguing ponder, and beautiful with the fated person.

    Beautiful and an awesome composition.
    Bon Travail!

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