Leading Phantom

0 Comments

Poem Commentary

I've developed that maybe I have no heart. Just an empty space. Another night of fantasy.

Leading Phantom

Am I special?

I think to myself

Is there a worth to living?

My life is endless

So many years to myself

Years of silence

Cut like a knife

Into this empty space

For there is no heart

Empty space

Blackest place

In which a heart should be

Longing to love

These many nights

Senses fail

Rely upon nothing

Eye to eye

We understand

One another

Graceful beast

Spin from my hand

Circles

Circles

Neverending circles

Count our shoulders

My arm over thee

Keep your chin up

Lilac eyes

A scent there too long

Smokey room

Beautiful red walls

Blood-stained windows

Oh the thought

The thought of blood

Gentle and caressing

Blood so smooth

Imagine

Dead in my arms

Lifeless eyes

Drive me mad

Ooze and fall

Drip and drop

So pretty

This liquid

Scarlet

Warm

Flowing through

An empty void

Again, holding thee

It falls

Reflect in the sun

Palest skin

Fancy to touch

Hold you up

Up to the sky

Give you there

My lullaby

 

 

The world may not believe in thee

Dear princess, listen, here, to me

Dark and gloom may leave you blue

Remember, remember, I will love you

Poem Comments

(0)

Please login or register

You must be logged in or register a new account in order to
leave comments/feedback and rate this poem.

Login or Register

Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words.

Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

chemicalcuke’s Poems (44)

Title Comments
Title Comments
Leary and Bleary 0
NOT entirely well 0
The future? 0
Smasherklasty 1
By the Whales 0
Don't look behind you 0
Fluids 1
Leading Phantom 0
That Calm Night 0
Thoughts are useless 0
Significance is noted 0
You know, I love you 2
An Overnight Slant 0
My mom chose life. Twice. 0
Never but jest 0
Know the virtues 0
To the Lady outside my window: 1
The Row 0
Gently now, she came to me 1
Strikingly Odd 1
My English teacher might get fired 0
Sweet Goodness 1
Season of Strange 1
Depression 3
Examined closely 1
Set in stone 0
Wither winds 0
Dripping Speeches 2
The importance of being honest 1
What I'd like her to be,, right now 3
The sting 2
First things in mind 0
Stole their gold fillings, he did 0
The clock is broken 1
The struggle of a teenage boy 1
Contemplation
s of a serial killer
0
Lost Touch 2
Blood 0
It has been five days 1
Reform 2
On this day 1
They don't rule this world, A greater power does 2
Of utmost importance 1
Perhaps, under the circumstances 0