I have but apathy to loan
Where once a heart of gold
Now all but shades of stone
The clouds a frown
The dirt my home
I am but a shadow more
The frost withered on the grass
A sound upon shattered glass
A wall without a door
© Delia Ross. 2018
Find me on:
Torn among the edges still you’re kind
Try to fill the Earth with lullabies
Past the rippled pages laden skies
Filled with tears the years you made her cry
She left behind a rope that you may climb
Above the callous heart disguised as kind
In the ashes his lies you will find
Broken hearts are his favorite kind
I bet he’ll die a hundred thousand times
Once for me will be life justified
Once he’s gone the pain will then reside
Maybe he can be the devil’s bride
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The moon and I, clothed in our own light, outcasts from the sun. We share a similar delight, that is of course the night. Alone, yet one.
Howling winds, September rays
The Urn it sits upon display
We fell upon darker ways
Encouraged by the sins
The Earth in turn obeys the day
Irma swung her hand and sway
Conversant in the tidal waves
Her patience she rescinds
© 2017 Delia Ross
Ahh but who doth not judge the outer appurtenance which is full of flaw? I too shall like to see beyond the hollow scar. Frail and meek, I seek to find comfort in man which bringeth me none not. Love hath abandoned all but my shadow. Until I am merely dust in the wind. I dare not you understand.
© Delia Ross and Poe Eternal, 2017.
My poem, “Black Star” made the finale for the November poetry contest. Now I need your help to win! Please vote for my poem ‘Black Star’ by Delia Ross and help me win the prize! Appreciate your support!
Also, a BIG THANKS to We Poets Show It for the opportunity! xoxo
You can access the voting poll here: http://wepoetsshowit.com/2013/11/06/poetry-contest-finalists-11/
There is no hope that lies here
It seems the desert beams with blood
Tears instead of rain do flood
Only the dark leers
(c) Delia Ross. 2013. All Rights Reserved.
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