warm is the breeze
a gentle caress
pledges of love
as they float and possess
soft as a bloom
the meaning released
scents that are true
to believe and to feast
and the clock keeps on turning
like well-oiled cogs do
smoothly they wander
through sun and mildew
yet the words stay unchanged
of this melody strong
while the path that is walked
doesn’t echo the song
promises warped
in a mirror that’s cracked
as the actions oppose
a sweet tune that’s sidetracked
and the arms that pledged safety
miss their aim, their intent
while your trust keeps on crumbling
in the air a foul scent
a gentle caress
pledges of love
as they float and possess
soft as a bloom
the meaning released
scents that are true
to believe and to feast
and the clock keeps on turning
like well-oiled cogs do
smoothly they wander
through sun and mildew
yet the words stay unchanged
of this melody strong
while the path that is walked
doesn’t echo the song
promises warped
in a mirror that’s cracked
as the actions oppose
a sweet tune that’s sidetracked
and the arms that pledged safety
miss their aim, their intent
while your trust keeps on crumbling
in the air a foul scent
23 cool comments:
It's all about walking the talk, right..or else the words are meaningless.
Hold tight to what was, the heart is untamed to Love's melody, and we are only along for the ride, a heart that once loved. knows love, and thrives for love again...you rock my friend, as always....Roan.
Well....It started out promising!
Then reality?
wonderful writing, keep it up.
take care
-alvond
i thought at first the softer Shadow had returned, but as life itself it turned. this is what makes this piece unbeliveably real. great post ...
smiles,
Inspiring!
you always pay it forward ...
mwah!
it's like this dream i had last night, he was cheating on me. we never really have a security of that do we.
the dream felt so real i even asked him this morning if he was. and he has never given me any reason to think that he is but my insecurities run so deep
lovely. reminds me of being at the top... nowhere to go but down.
favorite:
promises warped
in a mirror that’s cracked
It is our sense of smell...
the scent of our memories that return to the surface in an instant.
I hope that time is kinder to me.
Ah the beginning of caresses and the end of foul scent. The good, the bad, and the ugly of relationships gone wrong.
those 2 last posts are reat ! this " the melody of time " , just the title is enough , perfect . but the poem is even better .
Time turns dreams into broken mirrors, illusions into mirages. Beautiful. I want to believe otherwise, but I know... Well, there's always hope!
"while the path that is walked
doesn’t echo the song"
Beautiful.
Darnit man!
But likely more true to a majority of chances than the fairy-tale ending!
I don't visit here near enough, but this is one of the first rhyming ones I've seen...
I like it.
Wonderful! Keep writing!!!
trust, once broken, is hard to renew
I'm going to stay in the first. I like it like that. Great writing though, Shadow.
is'nt that just like life!
I thought for a minute you were heading into spring...but the winter is not over yet.
Thanks for the holding thumbs...I always loved that gesture!
We stayed in Zinkwazi...do you know that place?
miss their aim and smack dab kick you in the a**! :) You are so talented, and the art you pick is always just so beautiful as well, I admire it and you! Well done.
Better to have loved and lost than not to have loved at all.
What heartless idiot said that?
Great post as always
It is really wonderful and very inspiring...
khaye=)
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