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Kassel D Feb 2013
the disappointment in your vacancy
stretched across the country side
mirrored in my eyes of water
for your body is the sea
your ignorance of these sentiments
writhe between my lungs
and play a rhythm on my heart
foreign and savage
each silent word is screamed
upon my eager ears
and from the line stretched across my face
you can tell I am broken
by the distance at my side
and the silence bites my tongue
heavy and anchored, it remains
for i shall not reach out to you
if my efforts are in vain
© 2012
Kassel D Feb 2013
matched by your anguish
with unbound feet
i stroll through the empty garden
colourless
echoed with decay
© 2012
Kassel D Feb 2013
children
marked by innocence
yet already stained
by ever-growing adolescence
who are you?
they remain faceless
until they attain the understanding
sounds of laughter slowly diminish
and are replaced by words
the joy is stolen back
for it was never truly theirs
the temporary purity
quickly becomes spotted
with yellow and green
© 2012
Kassel D Feb 2013
do not let yourself be drowned
by the absent-filled memory of a lie
smile, like a blooming flower
inviting in the sun
as if every consuming lie
is erased by each ray of sunlight
as if every gust of wind
pulling at your petals does not destroy
but builds strength
as if the rain purifies your heart
and the earth beneath your feet
allows its roots to seep in
and pull the pieces of you back together
© 2012
Kassel D Feb 2013
Lost and broken
On the trail
Never
Ending
Sorrow
Tomorrow I'll feel
Again the
Relentless ache of your absence
© 2011
Kassel D Feb 2013
am i cold?
a heart trapped in an icy prism
is all i exude frigid?
relentless frost on beautiful gardens
attacking all that draw too near
it seems as though
i am the only one capable
of surviving this climate
body accustomed to shivering
prone to cold feet
© 2013
Kassel D Feb 2013
rose bud lips
placed gently upon lingering breaths
left to bloom in your absence
the beauty captured in your pale eyes
reflected by my own
freckled shoulders
are the dam of my anarchy
bound together to protect the tiny villages
from the wrath of my waves
you quell the raging storm
and turn it to spring with your brilliance
© 2013
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