...Echo of a Barren Shore

By SolApathy

I am the echo of time
My whispers sublime
Taking you places you need to be
I stole you long ago, you see
Breaking barriers of rhythm and pace
We race through the echoes of this dark place
A shadow to oppose the cruel
You are my doctor as I am your sword
We shall never speak any words
Except upon a barren shore
A void of darkness and loss
In a place where we forever ponder
Was it worth it to squander?
Hesitation has no place
Even in the loss of my corporeal face
I dream of desires that once fueled these fires
Now only a shard of the time vortex
Taking me back to those once happy moments
Torturing me in remembrance
Those times I didn’t provide resistance
Took advantage of all the seconds
We never really had
Trying to hide the semblance of regret
All those times I’ll never

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Published on Friday, June 23, 2017.     Filed under: "Poetry"

Author's Note:

...Remembrance of once shining stars, dimmed by the thoughts of those ...No more
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  • Devil lyn On Monday, June 26, 2017, Devil lyn (370)By person wrote:

    Sometimes all you have is memories and even those will tend to fade over time. We need poetry and other things thereof to keep them fresh, keep them alive, keep them echoing.

  • worm On Saturday, June 24, 2017, worm (1238)By person wrote:

    smooth, smooth writing! the flow and depth is unmistakable... a great piece! ~worm~

  • A former member wrote: That was beautiful

  • Drea On Friday, June 23, 2017, Drea (1484)By person wrote:

    Those references. They get me everytime. This was somber, but like I have said there is an allure in your words.

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