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Unravel Hourglass

Of hate

By Amy ChristiePublished 2 years ago 1 min read
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If one moment could stop

the song that keeps on flowing

in dark hate

bloodshed at fingertips,

love engulfed in a waterfall

of doubts

and anger,

would it be that one voice

you used to hold dear above

all other noise

of ocean's dreams?

***

An hourglass tells of the time

when you were smiling on the sand,

ashore,

far from the waves

of doubt

that turned home

into island

on sea of netherland.

***

Alone, despairing

for heartfelt embrace,

were you the one to tear apart the walls

did ivy whisper of a longing

wailing inside a chest

of memories too heavy, too cruel

to come out and meet sunshine,

too wicked to withstand redemption,

yours still,

smoldering ashes

a part of you,

the edge

you can't forget

or hide.

***

The hourglass stood still

while you were trying to be good,

sharing smiles and the yearning

to help, adore, desire

but soul demanded storms

and thunder.

Did you deny the claims

a lightning striking,

no forgiveness

for who loved you most

or gave more

you took it all in one hand,

threw away

dust of emotions tangling hatred.

***

Now you are free,

you roam,

searching for wishes to destroy,

wondering if the sand of time

will render one more spirit

you can crush

into black night,

your friend, your foe,

the only home

you've ever known,

that stayed

inside a demon soul.

© 2022 Amy Christie

surreal poetry
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Amy Christie

Passionate writer and journalist, striving to create meaningful connections.

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