Sunday, 16 July 2017

Eve in search of love

(Image credits : pinterest.com) 

She treads on blades of velvet green
Wrapped in an aura of perfection and grace
Yet her eyes reveals her secret pain
As she stares the desolate land in the distance
And weeps.. 
Her tears fall as dew on the lush green grass
They turn as crystals sparkling under the golden sunshine 
Yet they are the sharp sorrows that leave her feet with scars and bruises
But still she walks and weeps in pain
Her heels bleed, leaving behind a crimson trail, that follows her to the lonely woods
Woods, enchanted and dark

Her crown slips as she strangles the silk tassel of her robe in a thorny bush
The woods are silent as they watch her struggle alone in pain
Her tears fall as the thorns prick and hurt her skin
Yet she squanders in darkness, 
In the lone aching in her soul and heart
Chasing that which cannot be found 
Searching the one which was once hers,  but now is lost

She seeks him under the dark sky lit with innumerable stars
And yet, the stars that shoot from her eyes, each call out his name
On the strings of her breaths, 
Each rhythm of her beating heart 
She calls out his name
Crying as a ghost calling out for rest 

Still she weeps.. 
As her soul embraces the solitude
And the silence hangs over as the heavy girded curtain unwilling to fall 
She longs for him... 
Each night haunted by the demons playing her insecurities and fears
And each day adding more distance and unrest to her broken heart

She screams his name even in her slumber
He was the love of her fragile little heart
Her life
Her existence
Her soul

The magic 
The misery
The mayhem
The madness inside her

He was everything she wanted
Yet everything she lost
Everything she fought for,  yet everything she quit. 

And he was her everything yet the very thing he asked her to let go
(Image credits : Imgfave.com) 

---Sybil Samuel 
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