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Unintended

A cold kiss goodbye

By HanaPublished 12 months ago 3 min read
Top Story - March 2022
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Unintended
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A cold kiss goodbye to the snowflakes that fall in the memories of winter. Running of the pack that weeps the death of all. And the foot prints left soom will be filled with the sins of time.

The word can only be felt that have bonded my heat and soul. For many eons to give energy here or there, to scatter about the world. I don't feel it is a loss if you have existed.

Rhiannon, oh how you renounce my heart. You beat a drum for the slaves to follow, the rattling of metal at our feet and the blades in our hands. What kind of game do you have us play? We know the truth, run from wolves whose teeth bleed red. When the birds cry blue for the wounded and sweep down into the riches of green, you know you've come a long way now.

Noticing the time, acknowledging it as it is and allowing yourself to appreciate it instead of letting it sink down. All the before something you only turn your head back to travel forward while looking back? Let the life fade out into what it will become.

I killed you a thousand times, your blood flows to the ground yet you still stand there with a smile of red. Ah, the wolf in you growls and I hear the howl. This is not kindness, your words corrupt in the hair and skin; you never were once kind. I loathe this existence I am chained to, this unyielding frustration I shall cut to pieces so the eyes don't blacken.

That darkness that exists in me to make me the dark woman lies beyond the light but, I am covered in red tonight, I am blind to my lust and hunger in every iteration. I am choking on this intensity. If time were within my control, the future would still be undetermined.

It can be so pretty, to my stomach's ache. I force feed myself spoonfuls of your sugar to help the medicine go down. The frost from my lips. Ignore the bite, while in love with the pain, I challenge you to find the hearts I've swallowed. I feel nothing as you dine the air. Necrophilia serves you well, as you try to appease your appetite. It is the game that makes me giggle in wild spasms of delight, because you looked so foolish when you ate those lies, that can be so pretty.

Until it manifests itself, if it manifests itself. What will grow from those lies? Either way we must accept it. We are one with the unspeakable. Written on the strings of silver and the threads of gold, behold a tapestry no one has ever known.

Save me oh again, remembering everything. I saw you shining bright when my dull self couldn't reflect any light. Everything comes to me again, the feeling of this fabrication must stay in my grasp, as I can't afford to lose anymore.

Precious how love returns, and I feel a little lighter. Am I something you would look to? It's been a while since I've lifted my head up, I sometimes forgot there was a sky. I can't recall many things beautiful. I have a scar that everything else falls into. You are far and expanding as that space above me, and you gave me a reason to see it.

Even though I am small and dyed in this scar. I felt a touch. I knew warmth past what everything in the world taught me, and all that you taught me healed. Even if the rain comes, I stare directly at you. Because the drops remind me I am blessed. With rain in my eyes, I will see clear. So now, I see a sky....

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Hana

Hello, I am Hana. A Pixie from Pixie Road. I will be giving you updates and write some personal blogs at times.

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  • educa earn11 months ago

    Best poem Please check my poem it good or not https://vocal.media/poets/the-painful-goodby

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