Sunday, 21 July 2013

when the core rots, soul will disintegrate

painting by Andrew Wyeth 
a longing you cannot see
time to time it returns
driven by a lone tear
no one ever threw that key
a slate never wiped clean
behind that mesh
you become a stranger
no one can repair that tear
there is no room for despair
you may think the night will make me swoon
but I will wander no further before I return 
it is time to pick out the invisible nails
before I let my heart disintegrate

"a bloody path seems to be only way out
from a long journey of lies and deceits"

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34 comments:

  1. brenda w21 July 2013 at 05:43

    Nice use of sound in this piece.

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  2. Stan Ski21 July 2013 at 05:46

    That's a journey you don't want to take too often...

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  3. Jules21 July 2013 at 06:05

    Knowing one can be repaired is the first step of that journey. :)

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  4. Margaret21 July 2013 at 06:08

    Wow... what a different feel from this than I got! It is dark, lonely now that I see it through a different perspective. Nicely done.

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  5. Tess Kincaid21 July 2013 at 06:32

    No one ever threw that key...oh that gripped me...wonderful write, as always...

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  6. TALON21 July 2013 at 07:03

    Oh, this is beautiful. It reverberates...

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  7. hyperCRYPTICal21 July 2013 at 08:17

    Beautiful sad write. Thank you.
    Anna :o]

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  8. Magaly Guerrero21 July 2013 at 08:18

    So much pain. I can see the piece falling apart, and the remains melting...

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  9. Strummed Words21 July 2013 at 08:48

    An emotional piece. Very moving...

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  10. Amber21 July 2013 at 10:22

    Very strong emotional poem, beautifully written

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  11. Sherry Blue Sky21 July 2013 at 10:54

    A strong poem. Time to pick out the nails and abolish the pain, my friend.

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  12. Kay21 July 2013 at 12:42

    no, i don't think the slate can ever be wiped clean..shadows always remain..beautiful work..xx

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  13. Gillena Cox21 July 2013 at 13:53

    interesting response to 'swoon'; wishing you a happy Sunday


    much love...

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  14. izzy21 July 2013 at 14:21

    longing yes and memories also! thanks.

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  15. Nicole PM21 July 2013 at 14:25

    It is time to pick out the invisible nails, before...
    So true, so true. Longings are so absent logic, they can become dangerous.

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  16. Helena21 July 2013 at 16:01

    It certainly pulls you in. There is still hope there......

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  17. humbird21 July 2013 at 17:13

    I feel energy and wisdom behind words here...let it go if it's not cooperate...refreshing write

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  18. Lisa Williams21 July 2013 at 17:30

    Comes a time to let go of the pain, something most carry far too long. Lovely write!

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  19. WabiSabi21 July 2013 at 18:09

    Such sadness expressed here. I enjoyed your economy of words and rhyme to keep the tension and tightness!

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  20. zanzinece21 July 2013 at 19:42

    Ah those invisible nails... The holes they leave...
    A beauty, GT : )

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  21. Anand S Unni21 July 2013 at 23:35

    Strong poem. Wise selection of words and emotions. Gripped me in a way

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  22. oldegg22 July 2013 at 00:17

    I hadn't read your piece before I penned mine and see we followed the same path. Those invisible nails certainly clinched your tale.

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  23. Berowne22 July 2013 at 02:48

    Beautifully expressive; well done.

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  24. Ramesh Sood22 July 2013 at 03:34

    Lovely Poem as always...one sits wondering...indeed..thanks Gautami for yet another treat..

    RS:)

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  25. Kathe W.22 July 2013 at 06:15

    a very hard journey indeed.

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  26. Nanka22 July 2013 at 09:20

    An expression of regret or disappointment?? But it is definitely very passionate, expressing much grief ~ a mournful poem!

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  27. Sara McNulty23 July 2013 at 20:14

    Written beautifully, and how amazing that it fits a number of prompts so well.

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  28. Gemma Wiseman24 July 2013 at 13:20

    Removing those invisible nails could be a painful process in the quest for relief. Intriguing poem.

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  29. Kate Mia24 July 2013 at 16:50

    And it could be one 2

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  30. Akila Gopalakrishnan24 July 2013 at 22:00

    Scars remain but guess we learn to move on!

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  31. mindlovemisery26 July 2013 at 00:02

    The writing is absolutely gorgeous and the emotions wow powerful poem!

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  32. himani rawat nayal26 July 2013 at 10:26

    as always lovely write...i liked how the words flowed.

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  33. Suzy28 July 2013 at 00:13

    A lot of despair and longing. Plucking out the nails is a good idea.
    Dropping by from OSI
    Suzy http://ilasoulpoems.blogspot.co.nz/

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  34. A S8 August 2013 at 11:59

    lovely..so intense and the last two lines are just awesome

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