Anita Magdalena

Anita Magdalena

Wednesday, 18 July 2012

Blunt Hands Sharp Words


Poem written by Anita Magdalena....

Blunt Hands Sharp Words
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From grace she fell into her long dark days 

his hands were blunt and words ever sharp 

tears were the healing lotion on her wounds 
kept in a secret box from the close prying eyes 
  
  
  
  
  
Explanations to why she took a wrong breath 
played out in her head before spoken into cold 
falling on a disbelieving sound closed off always 
tension rose with unbending dominance `closer` 
  
  
  
  
  
In face forward of a hard place to be she stood 
against all odds her walls held firm against him 
a blotch of nothingness that tried to break spirits 
tore at her very being as his red mist fell on her 
  
  
  
  
  
She escaped the pace of her long dark journey 
but the haunting lingered in the shadows of night 
tormenting in double time from two entities of life 
her sanity stayed with her as she drew her sword 
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
With her visual blade and sharp words she cut out his black heart. 
  
  
  
  
  
One for two............. 
  

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4 comments:

  1. I love the picture with this poem...works very well

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  2. Hello Anita. I stumble into your blog today. I found it amazing. As a writer of dark poetry myself, I greet you with a warm smile.. Feels free to follow my blog: http://unhiddenrealm.blogspot.com Dark Thanks.

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  3. Hello and thank you kindly for reading and commenting. I have just taken a look at your blog and followed.

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