Anita Magdalena

Anita Magdalena

Tuesday, 24 May 2011

The Pull Of Sorrow (2)

Picture by Anne Stokes

Poem written by Anita Magdalena...

The Pull Of Sorrow (2)

Consumed in drifting time
I float along the lines of tomorrow
Catching endless thoughts
Refusing the pull of sorrow
Sweep me into spiraling winds
Then take my breath away
On the high of a fantasy
Here you led me here I stay
Lost in waiting moments
Left alone in silent unknowing
Refusing the pull of sorrow
In this emptiness that is flowing
Catch me then steal me away
Ride through the dream we made
Again into spiraling winds
Ghosts of the path we laid
Hope has lost it's way
Sinking through this dark abyss
Trying to hold on
In desperation of all I miss
Pain is with me now
Burning through my soul
Lost in so much time
Unknowing digs it's hole
Swept into spiraling winds
In limbo left alone
Reaching out to no avail
In this darkness that I roam
Whisperings in my mind
Want the answers I require
To lift this ghostly veil
Feed my starved desire
I feel your beating heart
It's burning through my soul
Your breath I cannot find
So much this life has stole
Release me from this place
Understanding shapes the key
Answer into spiraling winds
Speak then set me free.




  1. i feel your heart burning is a perilous journey...sorrow and ghost often find us...hope you find that freedom once more...

  2. the music really complements the poem, and i could feel the desperation in your words.

  3. OOO like the dark spiral feel that keeps pulling down - nicely crafted

    Thanks for the One Shot

    smiles from the Dark Side of the Moon

  4. Dear Anita

    I could relate to this so much... your sense of sadness is overwhelming... beautifully said...

    ॐ नमः शिवाय
    Om Namah Shivaya
    At Twitter @VerseEveryDay

  5. Thank you all for your comments. What I wrote in this poem is just a release of suppressed emotion through my life time. It is not how I'm feeling today. It is also two short poems I wrote, merged and tweeked. ;)


  6. The dark spirals totally had me going, Anita... This piece is so intense that I could almost feel myself free falling into an abyss of helplessness...

    Really wonderfully composed!