I’m shocked by the tears that are falling like rain
when I see what is really behind
the façade you’ve created, and had me believe,
to be you, the one whom I love.
And an icy hand grips my heart,
twists while a knife
shreds the years into wasted promises,
as I see my existence
shimmer like a mirage,
when the mind of a trickster erases my reality
and reveals the barren wasteland
of a life that is but a charade.
picture credit: http://www.onextrapixel.com/2010/04/26/80-rain-photography-taken-by-talented-photographers/
31 cool comments:
what a sad reality this is for so many, and yet you put it so beautifully into words
wow. i feel every word.
Interesting poem. It could mean a lot of different things.
Poetry was never a medium I could see anything in. By that I mean, I could compose poetry. If I had a better vision into the medium, perhaps I could enjoy it more.
I love how well this all mixed together...the title...the picture..that beautiful poem. They all stood out, but they went together so well. You're a very deep person Shadow. :)
belated Solstice Blessings to you. May 2011 shower you with love and light xJ
Hope you have an awesome New Year!
Seeing existence shimmering like a mirage. Very heartbreaking.
Beautiful and sad, gives me a feeling of been there done that. I wish you a New Year filled with health and happiness. hugs.
ouch...this is hard...but i know the feeling...
It is sad when this happens... very sad!
is there no end to the cruelty? :(
I feel shock and pain expressed here...
Learning someone's true nature is actually healthy in the long run and no life is really any waste, just a learning ground. I hope this is not what is going on in your real life because I know this is painful and full of emotion. You write so well it is difficult to know if it is fantasy or not.
You have captured this well.....i know all too well the empty feeling that remains in this true wasteland....This is a beautiful and powerful poem Shadow. :-)
I've been there and after a while the memories are plastered across your subconscious like peeling wallpaper, and you dare to live again. Profound imagery dear friend. (Hugs)Indigo
So painful when things fall apart.
Beautifully sad.
Great picture, to go with a great poem.
I don't like seeing behind the facade and finding just empty rooms. Nothing there. Very sad.
hmm. Seems we both felt the need to post to our blogs today.
Wasted promises....that holds so much meaning with only two words. I'd like to think that our strong point is being able to envision that the mirage could truly be reality..if only the other would see that road as well.
lotsa hugs to you.
"An icy hand grips my heart"...what a fantastic visual! Once again, you've created a masterpiece Shadow!!
Hey? By the way, Happy New Year wishes to you and your family.
Don't you just fucking despise it when someone leads you like a dog into thinking they are one way and they know all the time they are another? I hate those fuckers.
Shadow! I just want to quote back to you every word, one or two at a time, and say after each, "Yes! ....Yes! ...Yes"!
then why don't you take a break from the monotony of false pretenses? Shatter a mirror, for example, or break that wine glass.
Happy New Year,
Regards,
Blasphemous Aesthete
I for one...Would NEVER lie to you!
Outstanding write, Shadow!
wow! raw feelings
felt every word
Oh Shads
Your words are felt and filled with a sadness that hurts.
ahh -That wasteland
A post of pain. Powerfully raw Shadow.
u have a nice way with words dear!!
take care........
impressive flow.
love the image.
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