Horror

Lancinating the fragments of  life
Childhood horrors of bruises and lacerations.. 
Innocent eyes capturing images of brutal strife.. 

Grappling the  distorted routes of right and wrong.. 
A maze, a web of dysfunctional paths
A prized possession yet for none to belong ..

Days of sombre silence  gathered and rusted.. 
Hiding in the corner from the ugly reality.. 
Air filled with seething anger and hatred 

They stayed aloof in their cold lonely islands
and years passed in idle lamentations.. 
Child's tears  flowed, none to save those precious diamonds..

Youth created imaginary characters of solace.. 
Growing more and more within.. 
Wandering,pondering futile and aimless.. 

Walking miles and several years away 
At peace with the past now.. 
No more pain, future,just a blissful sleep away

◄ Alliterative Haiku

Without you ►

Comments

Logan Turner

Fri 24th May 2019 07:19

nice?

mona s

Wed 22nd May 2019 11:08

Thank you Jason, Mae, Desmond, and Julia for reading and liking.. Means a lot..

mona s

Wed 22nd May 2019 11:06

Keith
A very perceptive insight from you.. It's about intense feelings indeed..
Thanks for reading and appreciating ..

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keith jeffries

Tue 21st May 2019 20:24

Mona,

this poem is straight from the heart, almost palpable. I think there are many who will relate to this as I do myself. You articulate it well.

Thank you for this

Keith

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