blinded by your hate
i kept loving your shadows
till pain took my life
winds of faith in you
pushed me into darkness
where dreams bled to death
senses came alive
on threshold of extinct hope
and life surged in me
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Prompted @ Haiku Heights , OSI , Writer’s Island
Submitted to Poetry Potluck
By this blood I die
fragrance of your love
or of my hatred
.
.
Memories etch
the skin that burns in envy
rage fills my head
Written for One Shot Wednesday
I am sorry about being sorry
of being forgiven when not asked;
of the depressing gift of the mask
that I wore to hide my wealthy shame;
I am sorry about ever worrying
of the melodious lies you told
of the sour embrace you’d mould
that gave me forever,this disgraceful fame.
I am sorry indeed !
Prompted @ Big Tent Poetry , NaPoWriMo day#5
Submitted to G-Man’s friday flash55
Oxymorons ideas from here
