Parallel Pasts

By Ranyart

Lost, confused, enraged with pain...the tortuous influx burning into a sacred place... to me alone known by name  as nostalgic lamentation.

​The past grips and terrifies my enlightened darkness...I die with unceremonious charade at the prism of colorful emotions associated with a crippling past.

​She won't let go...my purchase is compromised and the tenderness subsides to  inimical paroxysm.

​Trapped in an ignominious indignation... no longer self induced.

Labyrinthine dysfunction...depurate, crystalline, and unveiled.

and released in woeful pangs of loneliness...we are separated and bound only in abyss.

​Weeping in the tide...tears in rain.
 

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Copyright 2017 Ranyart
Published on Sunday, February 26, 2017.     Filed under: "Rage" and "Poetry"
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  • dwells On Tuesday, February 28, 2017, dwells (4177)By person wrote:

    It gets better eventually Ran, and the children suffer the most. Life can be long...Cheers for an apt if perhaps divergent title! - Dan

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