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Wither my tears to ash

Author: Kaitylizzy
ASL Info:    20/female/Vermont
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Words: 252
Class/Type: Poetry /Serious
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Wither my tears to ash

Running it explodes
Bottomless, deafening defeat
FASTER … please
Tears beg,
Hands rip.
Get away.
Hurry, don’t look back
There is nothing left.

The Tree stands
Dark, the bark moist
From the rain.
The leaves heavy
The wind taunts,
They drop ,
Tiny ones,
Little specks
Of innocence.
They just want
To be hugged,
The rough bark
Such affection,
Such satisfaction.

I told you
To run
I told you
To sprint
But here you are
You don’t cry
The trees
Even cry
Please cry,
Please cry,
That’s human

They bend
Arching in pain
As the fire
Delivers the hug.
They plead
To take back
The wish.
The tears shrivel
And one last
Of Ash
Rests gently
On your face.

I look at you
The arm
I dragged you
Lies at your feet.
And your eyes
Won’t cry
They are
The stone
That won’t burn
Will scar
Without thinking twice.
And as the world turns
To ash
You do too
And I’m left
Begging no.

The fire,
I smell,
The melting
The stank
That makes my stomach
To only
Soil the earth
I’m suppose
To leave
Let you lay
If I cry
Will it be enough
To water the earth
Back to life

Oh I will try,
I will water you
I will try
Or wither my tears
To ash
For I,
I love you.

Submitted on 2008-04-16 21:11:07     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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  I agree with Asiatic Fox. Brutal images to explain what you were saying. I love the relentless approach of the person here,

"Oh I will try,
I will water you
I will try
Or wither my tears
To ash
For I,
I love you.

Reminds me of love as the Lord calls it...

1 Cor 13:7 Bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things.

Good one.
| Posted on 2008-08-18 00:00:00 | by nevender | [ Reply to This ]
  This sounds pretty brutal. Makes me think of WWII. Not that I like thinking about WWII, since I find both of the world wars extremely depressing and horrible (and boring because they never stop talking about them).

But not to reflect that on your poem. Your poem is good. I can see a man, mortally injured by a bomb blast, dying in pieces in his true love's arms.

And so witness the fury of Satan's wrath! It has squelched the lives of many a man. It has poored out the blood of the innocent and the righteous.

Let him become ash, I say. Let peace return to this earth.

One day, there will be peace.
Rev 21:4

Again, well done. You have painted this with good imagery (albeit painful and brutal imagery).

| Posted on 2008-04-17 00:00:00 | by AsiaticFox | [ Reply to This ]

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