It’s a strange glue
that sticks the victim and tormentor
in a bond too strong
to be broken by the tormentor.
The victim tries to break free
but the tormentor’s evil guilt
hovers above her endlessly
like shadows of past hauntings.
Whenever she opens her mouth
tormentor thinks she will say
something which will blow
his mask of goodness away.
Whenever she does something
the tormentor shivers with fear
thinking it will bring down
his palace made of evil deeds.
So he hovers around her
hiding in the cloak of own sin
he keeps lurking in the darkness
scared to let her go out of sight.
wild wind blows free
13 years ago
6 comments:
Wow This is painful and spooky... yet so beautifully written
I love your poems
I have a tremendous a ton of woe.
It is carried on and will not let go.
I tried looking in the mirror and it still shows.
I can only see in life hurt as I only know.
I will one day arise from this mess.
And leave this guilty past and let it rest.
soulbro*
thanks D
dearest soulbro,
thanks, you added optimism in the poem.
with lots of love.
Oh yes, I can feel this one. Very well-written!
dear ajey,
this one is dark and a bit like your old songs :) is that what you meant?
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