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Stíofáinín Feb 2018
This house was once a home
Then in came the cyclone and swept the doors that guarded my core
Now the drafts blow in my face
Winds of an age level this place
Never looking back
Dancing in the wake of damage left behind
A conflicted frame mocked by time
This house used to be a home
Long ago
Taken to the ground.
Rotten soil where I was bound
Broken bones left in ruins, where peace is stranded to an empty plot
Frigid fortune I am fraught
Haunted by the cold breeze of time
it's hands on my face,
Hope once lived here in this place
When it was all mine...
Deserted and bereft the memory still stands; long after that breeze blew through these lands
I reassemble a castle with walls that won't shake
But still through a tiny crack, my heart escapes
Stíofáinín Feb 2018
I am cradled inside the sanctity of own my head
Outside, I'm left for dead
Dragged trough the afterhour
In a pool of red
I'm overpowered
Reverting to a fetal form
I sleep in the eye of this storm
Endlessly astray, diminished and torn but eventually I always find my way back home
Stíofáinín Jan 2018
Be still solace lingers
persist though the trenches
Resolve is near, and in it's tame light a force is free
It breaks the chains surrounding my heart;
Once blinded and supressed to dark
I retain to wait, and wait
For a promise almost viable but not to be touched
Freedom is found in love
Not rushed
Stíofáinín Jan 2018
Gentle tidings cross the trail and sail and weep for human touch
celestial signals, nonesuch
Rings in ivory and black and cold
It's sound contained the lies we were told
Staid mediums that move within
Majestic undercurrents will begin
contrived requeium, your truths are vast
Returning loss in a committal mass
Stíofáinín Dec 2017
Thou savaged in the dark
And in the moonlight, touched my face
Silver and cold I embraced
Ponderous but tender
You sheltered my grounds
A cover of beauty where vision was found
So fragile it was I dared not try;
To catch that snowflake before it died
Stíofáinín Dec 2017
Dampened embers flicker for ever; Suppressed only by the cold breath of life
My endless fight
The disconnect from feeble light
Slowly yielding to the itch 
Feeling myself grow so small
constrained in the turbulence of this free fall
Stíofáinín Nov 2017
A.
Give enough to keep the faith
Love only enough so you remember to hate, the dreamless sleep when your hand found mine
Two broken bodies burning through time;
In a shapless flail of virtue
A breath of innocents still lingers in the air
vacancy,
Simplicity
Nothingness inhabits this empty chest
The place where your heart used to rest
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