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A fortress
A wall crumbling
Breached
Penetrated
Its strength to protect is faltering as
brick by ancient brick
becomes dust removed and forgotten
Is that the goal?
To know what no one has ever touched
To hover and caress with compassion
To make human the monster that others
molded with the love of a mother's hand
You see through these scars and empty spaces
wrapping bones together with ribbons of light
Excavating encapsulated nightmares of time
Setting free the echoes of a bird caged heart
You break yourself over me
Becoming a window to the legend held in Camelot
Filling me…with hope and desire…
…with an ultimatum…
to listen with once deaf ears
to sing with a once mute tongue
to feel with the heart that was meant to beat
with the rhythm of the sun
A wall crumbling
Breached
Penetrated
Its strength to protect is faltering as
brick by ancient brick
becomes dust removed and forgotten
Is that the goal?
To know what no one has ever touched
To hover and caress with compassion
To make human the monster that others
molded with the love of a mother's hand
You see through these scars and empty spaces
wrapping bones together with ribbons of light
Excavating encapsulated nightmares of time
Setting free the echoes of a bird caged heart
You break yourself over me
Becoming a window to the legend held in Camelot
Filling me…with hope and desire…
…with an ultimatum…
to listen with once deaf ears
to sing with a once mute tongue
to feel with the heart that was meant to beat
with the rhythm of the sun
Literature
Is This Love?
I walk down a crooked, broken pathway
A lone tear permanently attached to my cheek
Exhaustion explodes from every pore
Food will not satisfy
Water will not quench
All hope is gone
But as long as I'm with you, I will not stumble
You are all I need to satisfy and quench my needs
Hope will slowly return
My heart is broken;
Lies nearly dead in a heap of despair
Little pieces are broken off here and there
They won't be coming back.
But you are slowly piecing me back together
You are bringing life back into mi corazon
I have faith you can find the missing pieces
When we're together, I feel balanced
I'm madly in love in a calm way
Literature
Love
Kiedy czujesz woń bezduszną utoń w niej,
bo serce potrzebuje tego nie głowa.
Ty nie kochasz tej miłości sercem,
ty jej nie rozumiesz.
Pozbądź się ciężkości,
pozwól sobie na to co najgłębsze.
A dojdziesz do miejsca w którym zrozumiesz...
Że miłość po prostu jest.
Wiersz mojej koleżanki. Pozwoliła na publikację. B.G.
Literature
Love?
I cannot imagine why Love,
my love,
my anger,
my guilt
at this moment,
consumes the remainder
of my pleasure.
It seems that
despite the silence,
my wounds
are not healing.
It doesn’t matter…
I weep in agony
and my heart
is nothing but a shackle
to bind my pulse;
my existence in this…
comfortable destruction.
Emotional walls do talk;
much like a silent smile
can break across a face,
and tears can betray.
Perfectly good emotions
fester in the soul,
and what were once traces
of complete and tender
caresses of passion while
resting in comforting arms…
are now scars;
numb,
deep,
and cold
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I think it is pretty, if sometimes a little cliche. But that's all right - we all have poems like this floating around in our attic souls. What I like about it most is the last stanza. The action described is a lovely self sacrifice, and while ultimatums are not always the way to express love, the things asked for in the finale are love indeed.
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