Blackout
The Knock That Shouldn’t Have Come
The Knock That Shouldn’t Have Come Blurb When a knock echoes through the house at midnight, the narrator thinks it’s nothing more than a prank. But the silence that follows, the footprints on the floor, and the stranger waiting in the bedroom tell a different story. Some doors should never be opened.
By Wings of Time about a year ago in Poets
When Two Lovers Are Torn by Fate
. They met beneath a quiet sky of gold, . Two hearts aflame, two stories yet untold. . Their laughter bloomed like roses in the spring, . A fragile joy that love alone can bring. . They walked through fields where silence seemed to sing, . Believing life was kind in everything. . With every glance, a universe was made, . With every touch, their sorrow seemed to fade. . But fate, that silent master of the stars, . Drew heavy lines, and built unseen bars. . It whispered cold across the gentle air, . And tore apart a bond beyond compare. . One morning came with letters edged in gray, . The world demanded they must walk away. . No war of theirs, no fault they could explain, . Just cruel design that left them both in pain. . She wept beneath the willow by the stream, . He held her hand as if within a dream. . They vowed their love would never turn to dust, . Though distance came, they swore, “In you I trust.” . The train departed with a mournful cry, . She watched its smoke dissolve into the sky. . Her heart was broken, yet it still beat fast, . For love had carved a fire that would last. . Through endless nights he whispered to the moon, . “I’ll find you, love, if not today, then soon.” . Her prayers ascended like a candle’s flame, . She called upon the stars to speak his name. . They lived apart as seasons turned to years, . Their letters inked with longing, stained with tears. . Though oceans roared and mountains lay between, . Their souls were tethered by what might have been. . She kept his scarf, still fragrant with the rain, . And held it close to ease her quiet pain. . He kept her locket near his beating chest, . To guard the memory of what he loved best. . In crowded streets they searched each passing face, . Hoping by chance their eyes would interlace. . But fate was stern, and shadows drew them wide, . No tender arms to hold them side by side. . Yet every night their spirits seemed to meet, . In dreams where time and distance were defeat. . They danced again beneath the starlit skies, . With joy eternal burning in their eyes. . But dawn would come, and cruelly break the spell, . Returning each to lonely, silent hell. . They woke with tears, yet cherished every dream, . For love still lived within that fleeting gleam. . She aged with grace, her beauty never gone, . Her heart still sang the same devoted song. . He too grew older, yet within his soul, . Her memory burned, unbroken, strong, and whole. . They missed the touch they once had held so dear, They missed the voice they longed each day to hear. . Yet even so, they never let love die, . It lingered on, eternal as the sky. . And when the storms of sorrow swept their days, . They found in thought of each a healing blaze. . For though apart, together still they were, . Two flames that fate could scatter, not deter. . The world may think their love was torn away, . But deeper truths no cruel hand can sway. . For in their hearts, they never truly parted, . They lived as one, though oceans had them charted. . And sometimes when the night was calm and still, . She felt his presence near against her will. . A whisper soft, a breath upon her ear, . “My darling, know that I am always near.” . He too would pause beneath the evening glow, . And swear he saw her shadow come and go. . A fleeting scent, a memory so near, . Enough to prove their bond would persevere. . For love like theirs no distance could erase, . No time, no fate, no cold, unfeeling space. . It lived beyond the reach of mortal years, . A shining flame untouched by grief or fears. . And when at last their weary lives grew slow, . And all around the autumn leaves would blow, . They closed their eyes and let the silence take, . The souls that pain could bend but never break. . In heaven’s realm their spirits found embrace, . Two lovers met beyond the bounds of place. . The chains of fate dissolved, the pain was done, . Eternal love at last had just begun. . The stars above bore witness to their song, . A melody that will forever belong. . For though on earth they walked divided ways, . Their love endured across eternal days. . And now when hearts of mortals ache with sorrow, . Their tale inspires hope for each tomorrow. . For true love lost is never truly gone, . It rises still, like dawn after the dawn. . So if you part from one you hold so dear, . Remember love still lingers, always near. . Though fate may wound, and time may intercede, . Love blooms again, eternal as the seed. . And in the silence, when the world is still, . Their whispered vow drifts gently through the hill: . “No force of fate shall tear our souls apart, . For love is endless, written in the heart.” . They met beneath a quiet sky of gold, . Two hearts aflame, two stories yet untold. . Their laughter bloomed like roses in the spring, . A fragile joy that love alone can bring. . They walked through fields where silence seemed to sing, . Believing life was kind in everything. . With every glance, a universe was made, . With every touch, their sorrow seemed to fade. . But fate, that silent master of the stars, . Drew heavy lines, and built unseen bars. . It whispered cold across the gentle air, . And tore apart a bond beyond compare. . One morning came with letters edged in gray, . The world demanded they must walk away. . No war of theirs, no fault they could explain, . Just cruel design that left them both in pain. . She wept beneath the willow by the stream, . He held her hand as if within a dream. . They vowed their love would never turn to dust, . Though distance came, they swore, “In you I trust.” . The train departed with a mournful cry, . She watched its smoke dissolve into the sky. . Her heart was broken, yet it still beat fast, . For love had carved a fire that would last. . Through endless nights he whispered to the moon, . “I’ll find you, love, if not today, then soon.” . Her prayers ascended like a candle’s flame, . She called upon the stars to speak his name. . They lived apart as seasons turned to years, . Their letters inked with longing, stained with tears. . Though oceans roared and mountains lay between, . Their souls were tethered by what might have been. . She kept his scarf, still fragrant with the rain, . And held it close to ease her quiet pain. . He kept her locket near his beating chest, . To guard the memory of what he loved best. . In crowded streets they searched each passing face, . Hoping by chance their eyes would interlace. . But fate was stern, and shadows drew them wide, . No tender arms to hold them side by side. . Yet every night their spirits seemed to meet, . In dreams where time and distance were defeat. . They danced again beneath the starlit skies, . With joy eternal burning in their eyes. . But dawn would come, and cruelly break the spell, . Returning each to lonely, silent hell. . They woke with tears, yet cherished every dream, . For love still lived within that fleeting gleam. . She aged with grace, her beauty never gone, . Her heart still sang the same devoted song. . He too grew older, yet within his soul, . Her memory burned, unbroken, strong, and whole. . They missed the touch they once had held so dear, They missed the voice they longed each day to hear. . Yet even so, they never let love die, . It lingered on, eternal as the sky. . And when the storms of sorrow swept their days, . They found in thought of each a healing blaze. . For though apart, together still they were, . Two flames that fate could scatter, not deter. . The world may think their love was torn away, . But deeper truths no cruel hand can sway. . For in their hearts, they never truly parted, . They lived as one, though oceans had them charted. . And sometimes when the night was calm and still, . She felt his presence near against her will. . A whisper soft, a breath upon her ear, . “My darling, know that I am always near.” . He too would pause beneath the evening glow, . And swear he saw her shadow come and go. . A fleeting scent, a memory so near, . Enough to prove their bond would persevere. . For love like theirs no distance could erase, . No time, no fate, no cold, unfeeling space. . It lived beyond the reach of mortal years, . A shining flame untouched by grief or fears. . And when at last their weary lives grew slow, . And all around the autumn leaves would blow, . They closed their eyes and let the silence take, . The souls that pain could bend but never break. . In heaven’s realm their spirits found embrace, . Two lovers met beyond the bounds of place. . The chains of fate dissolved, the pain was done, . Eternal love at last had just begun. . The stars above bore witness to their song, . A melody that will forever belong. . For though on earth they walked divided ways, . Their love endured across eternal days. . And now when hearts of mortals ache with sorrow, . Their tale inspires hope for each tomorrow. . For true love lost is never truly gone, . It rises still, like dawn after the dawn. . So if you part from one you hold so dear, . Remember love still lingers, always near. . Though fate may wound, and time may intercede, . Love blooms again, eternal as the seed. . And in the silence, when the world is still, . Their whispered vow drifts gently through the hill: . “No force of fate shall tear our souls apart, . For love is endless, written in the heart.”
By America today about a year ago in Poets
My Voice. Content Warning.
Feels like I’m stuck in this inferno of what I thought was love. It will never be, abuse is not love it always ends in catastrophe. Coming from a long line of people, a parent who is evil and a group of individuals who wishes to deceive you. You get stuck pained in different strokes, hoping to never commit the worst praying and prying your hands away from the dirt. Listening to the sounds of trouble lurk, as you lay still hoping that you know your worth. Self love only exists from the makeup people wear to hide the pain behind the shadows that kept love hidden, long enough before we met at the time of goodbye. Love shouldn’t make you cry, in love you shouldn’t live a lie, and that’s all I’ve seen, pain overloaded through a man’s fist, yells and screams, plastered walls drug induced ranged, mixed with alcohol. I see you, a person filled with the definitive definition of what he thinks are his own failures, hoping to find a woman weak enough to wail her, just to impale her. Gratitude comes from the grace of my discernment, you have left me cold as the pavement showed me no mercy. Withered away underneath the concrete, the rose still blossoms but no one gets to see what’s bury beneath. I hate that I met you, pain became a staking change where my opportunities didn’t fail you, although, you will never love. My mother will be the judge that gave you the gavel to hurt my heart, you broke me in places because I didn’t know my heart. I gave endlessly to beings who considered me a problem while I suffered through survival. I shadow pain like I’m trying to learn the impossible, how can I forgive when y’all refuse to let me let go. I want to heal and this is what you know. You promise that the end was near only to find out love has gave birth to everything I had begin to fear. The mirrored light is only a reflection of a soul you tried to bury and leave the corpse hidden behind a wooded area hoping that I was Jesus’s bride and not carried. Using the Bible for more than a conscious effort, and teaching the word to my beneficiaries. I hate this sorrow and I’m not sorry for not loving you anymore!
By Charelle Landersabout a year ago in Poets
