I know you are my murderer

in poetry •  9 months ago 

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I am of your wild eyes a fond lover Those that left me restless in day and night I much adore to cry… when together We enjoy the charm of a ruddy twilight I've emerged from heaps of a hushed desire With a so agonized heart Questing resort in the shore side Not knowing that, with my own hand, The drowning wave I did excite Since I loved you at first sight It's been your destination I only intend Nothing, not even my poems' art Makes me in your eyes reside Whenever a wink could be caught I catch it with a hope To catch your ghost In the redolent dream's scope But fevered I awake And only stillness and shake That make my hands shiver Can soothe my fever You are my killer I know it since ever; So, disguise not in sleeplessness' attire And kill me not in its name!

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@amartohamy

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Your words paint a vivid picture of longing and anguish, woven into the fabric of love. The imagery of restless nights and yearning for the twilight's embrace carries a poignant weight. It seems you're grappling with the intensity of your emotions, torn between the ecstasy of love and the torment of unfulfilled desire. Your plea for respite from this emotional turmoil is palpable, yet the pull of your affection remains undeniable. The metaphor of being both captivated and destroyed by your beloved's presence is hauntingly beautiful. It's a testament to the power of love, capable of both enchanting and consuming us entirely.

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