6.26.2007

X Marks Obscurity

It is I who walks in your mildewed obscurity,


tenaciously enduring life's sultry surprise.


It is I who pursues worn paths in empty shelters,


dodging painful remnants of luminous diamond nights.


It is I who lingers between silent regret andapprehension,


as your heart pounds ever so lightly in mine.


It is I whispering your name with dying breath,


as visions of yesterday swallow idealistic minds.


And it is I who wholeheartedly loves you,


even though your love and adoration has died.


It is I that remembers our tantalizing yesterdays,


and prays for mercy with God's blessings from above.
TiAnka


5 comments:

Delcano said...

Love it and can feel the layers peeling back. Good stuff.

Spencer

TJ said...

A clear visual in your words.
Loved it.
TJ

some chick said...

Beautiful.

Somehow I missed this....

TiAnKa said...

Hi, thank you everyone! I think this is the first poem I've ever posted here due to being to darn shy about what I write. Christina I love the photograph you are using now, its the one I took the night of your B-Day party. I miss you so much!

Love,

Mom

Orikinla Osinachi. said...

The words are are for meditation.