Nights tendrils sweep the city
Somewhere in the distance rings a phone
Lights twinkle on the wet street
And one man walks alone
Though the people stare
Gazes drawn to his exquisite beauty
As ever, he pays them no care
With an ease I've never possessed
The scent of magnolias
Fill the streets
Along with the aroma
Of delectible sweets
I watch him from the window
Provided by my dreams
And how I wish to walk with him
How desperate his smile seems
Louis, passionate Louis
Has won my heart
His melancholy wanderings
Are tearing me apart
Mine are the eyes that
close against the dawn.
A vampire am I, and
I fear the sun.
Mine are the eyes that
weep blood tears.
A dark gift was I given,
When I was young.
Mine are the eyes that
See all the years.
Immortal am I, who cannot
Die, and have lived for 200 years.
Mine are the eyes that
Burn in the sun.
Be it by sun or, by flame
I wish my death would come.
Mine are the eyes that
Close against the dawn.
Human blood I desire,
And yet will have none.
Mine are the eyes that
Weep blood tears.
Since I know it is me,
And I know what I am,
I'll weep for the years
That are to come.
Mine are the eyes that
See all the years.
I yearn for the time
That I was human;
and scream for the decades
That I am Damned..
Porcelain ashes scattered.
Eternity, succumbed in an instant.
Desolation found its horrid foundation.
Obsession festered and flourished.
I heard only the silence.
Cruelly disallowed this sanctity.
Betrayal and pain paved the way.
Darkness showed the emptiness.
Love lifted the veil.
In the darkness
I touched the splintered faith
In the darkness
I relinquished reality
In the darkness
I met with raging despair
In the darkness
I knew the truth of regret
In the darkness
I felt the emptiness
In the darkness
I lived in sorrow
In the darkness
I tasted the pain
In the darkness
I heard the melody
In the darkness
I saw the flicker
In the darkness
you became that light.
Tell me once more
Before the door is closed forever
That in the moments when words were spoken
It was truth that passed those lips
Tell me it wasn't merely a dream
Or my imagination
Tell me that time was not wasted
Tell me that you will never forget
Tell me that the love was real
Then tell me how to say goodbye.
I press my palm to the cold glass, waiting...searching.
Do our fingertips meet?
Where are you?
I am here.
Do you mock me now?
No.
And yet, that is what I hear.
Not so.
There is nothing.
Silence.
The barrier has been put in place once more.
Why can't you hear me?
Where have you gone?
The emptiness returns.
Promises...turned into lies by my own hand.
Shall I sever it?
Will that destroy the doubt?
Or shall I now thrust it through the glass and let the shards
bear the weight of truth as they embed
themselves into the flesh?
Pain.
It comes in so many forms...but the source is always the same.
Created by the one who fails to see.
That is me.
Still I reach for you.
I call out your name.
I hear its echo.
Please listen.
But there is no answer.
I surrender now.
There is nothing left.
The illusion splinters...reality faced.
Crashing through, the mirror shatters.
I am no more.
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Oh Lovely Poems...
Lovely rhymes flown in the poem...
This makes me most fan of poems of this profile...
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