I Am Poem by Danielle Kieschnick

I Am

Rating: 4.8


I am the smoke
That drifts out from between your lips
After a nice, long drag
From a cigarette.
I am your breath
Unfurling into the crisp, icy night
As you whisper frail, beautiful promises
Into the ears of timid creatures.
I am the devious curl of your lips
And the glint in your dark eyes
Coaxing the innocent
Into your arms.
I am their tragic sobs
Seeping out of shattered hearts
As you leave them behind
To loath you and want you.
I am the breath-robbing ache
That fills up their chests
When they discover your lies
And know that it is too late to regain
What you have taken from them.

I am your racing heart
On the dark, slick highway
And the pulsating music
That enlivens your soul
As you race away from their mournful cries
And into the black.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Leah Ayliffe 13 February 2014

Wow! This poem is just magnetic. Lovely, just lovely.

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Khairul Ahsan 14 November 2013

Beautiful! You've given an 'insider's' views.

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Calvin Curdle 23 October 2013

U succeeded in creating a strong picture. I salute!

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