About the Poem
Some of our truest loves, lost in some entity of our own makings, forever lay awake in the dreamings of what might have been. Often, we lay with them in sweet dreams of rememberings attempting to re-experience the magic of the moment while trying to elude the hauntings of their demise.
Asylum |
| by Randy Guilhas |
| Oft' upon the twilight's yawn Of misty midnight's passing Above the clouds of ghostly shrouds Whose shadows want for casting I lay awake at memory's gate Yet hesitate surrender As whispered wisps of promised bliss Entice my heart to enter And alas, again, I'm drawn within But half against my wantings Seduced in debt's unrecovered bets Well worth their weight in hauntings Where the candle's light yet burns as bright As the fire it once ignited And unenhanced the shadows dance Unwelcomed, uninvited |
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4 Visitor Comments
Ashley
Wow!I loved the rhyming scheme and the visual imagery. Poems of this quality are truly rare.
Chris
Almost ethereal!
Onjya
Wonderful work, Randy, it truly caught my eye. Please notify of any more of your work.
Brandy
This poem told of the reality of love, you want to be a part of it but there are so many uncertanties.
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