I curse the day

A very dark poem this one.

I curse the day

As does a vulture - its living prey
I cursed that day, I met you
I rue the day, I drew breath,
And you kissed me.
Almost; resuscitating, me
Back from a living - death.

I curse the day
I meditated my heart hewn
Like a green bamboo cane
You press your lips to breathe.
I cursed the opal moon...

I curse the day
Those pea-green shadows leafed
Like living, blades, through my soul.
Naked you swim beneath my skin,
And redemption pardons me.
Restores me like a pearl therein.

But you my black swan
I curse the day
I fell in love with you: My doe eyed faun.
I curse the day
As does a vulture - its living prey
I curse that day, I met you.

I rue the day, I drew breath,
And I kissed you.

I curse the day
Those pea-green shadows leafed
Like living, blades, through my soul.
When empty black wings flew,
Despairingly, apart with nothing left to console.

Reviews

[Diana]

I want to sympathize with the writer, but the fact the he calls himself "a vulture" and speaks so strongly "curs(ing) the day" makes me a little wary...perhaps as he intended. I definitely get the sense of pushing and pulling away in this on multiple levels. Brilliant.

[Mark Heathcote]

When a long relationship goes really sour there’s sometimes an element of irrational behaviour a kind of madness on both sides by both parties. That’s what it’s trying to express…
I’m glad you weren’t repulsed by it Diana. We can’t choose the persons we fall in love with. Like the vulture cant chose to be any different or what will be its next meal. Thank you for your review its very much appreciated. ;-)

[Diana]

I can see that. There's also a certain "madness" necessary to leap into relationships.

[Sami Khalil]

I like the darkness of this powerful write...Bravo

[Mark Heathcote]

Thanks Sami it's alomst too dark though? ;-)

[Sami Khalil]

I like it...The more , the better I guess...:)........................