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Feb 07, 2012
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Love dressed in Anger
Death has come
And it isn't
By knife or gun
Dragged burned
And stabbed
What have I learned
Not bandage,
Injection or elixir
Can cure loves vestige
Anger is bound
To this hollow space
Where the heart isn't found
Love lingers
In a empty vessel
Feeling deaths fingers
Far down without light
Squeezing every ounce
Left of loves fight
Twinkling far above
Is a place of hope
Flying high as a dove
Hard to reach
When anger is strong
On the river Styx beach
How to exact my escape
From the dark far down
On angers cape
About This Poem
Last Few Words: I am so tired of writing of the good side of love, I decided to write of the side of love that break a heart and brings on blinding anger.
Review Request Direction:
What did you think of my title?
What did you think of the rhythm or pattern or pacing?
How was the beginning/ending of the poem?
Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft
Comments
Candlewitch
13 years 5 months ago
Dear Eddie,
"Love dressed In Anger" !!! What a scary and alarming thought! What dark ideas that brings to the reader! Great title!
Anger is bound
To this hollow space
Where the heart isn't found
Love lingers
In a empty vessel
Feeling deaths fingers
very intriguing lines indeed!
always, Cat
Eduardo Cruz
13 years 5 months ago
Cat,
that was the idea to look at the darkside of when love is taken away.
You are to kind and generous and I always appreciate your visits.
Eddie