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Hazel Durham


Turn The Light On


Silence is a prayer for hope,
To save me from the agony of despair,
When I'm dangling from the edge of a steep cliff,
Hanging onto the end of a rope,
Help is needed,
To pull me back into my elusive dreams,
Like a tilled field fully seeded,
Bitterness is a madness of losing,
Like binge drinkers when they are boozing.
My heart will always hide a part of you,
I'm now lost in this world of many faces,
Chasing my shadow away,
To far-flung places,
My alibi is never far from home,
I'm writing across changing skies,
I feel so alone,
Deep in the complexity of my thoughts
That fought for answers,
Without the rhythm of a dancer,
Now waiting for my airplane,
Sitting on a cold, hard chair,
Away, I'm leaving my troubled lair,
Peace is a foreign land that doesn't care,
That is my destiny, but is it fair?
I want pleasure at my leisure,
Without seeing your face in the familiar crowd,
Your eyes glancing away,
Closing my day,
Like slamming a door on my future tale,
Far away,
Far away, from the fear of everyday, your prescence in my way,
Alone and silent, is my prayer, to capture my fleeing spirit,
Revive my stopped heartbeat, as I retreat,
Let the darkness cease,
Turn the light on,
No more repeats
Of loving a cheat!

Submitted: Friday, April 05, 2013
Edited: Thursday, October 10, 2013

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Poet's Notes about The Poem

This is about a woman so much in love with her partner and he cheats on her!
It is fictional!

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  • Rookie - 586 Points Paul Brookes (4/17/2013 3:29:00 PM)

    We all follow our furrows and plough our own fields It up to us to tend them and help them grow even if we don't always succeed. BB : O)

    What the Hey

    Don't really care if folk don't like my stuff
    That my poetry's rubbish off the cuff
    I'm not out there to be loud,
    I don't write to please the crowd.
    And if they like it that's OK
    But if they don't then what the hey.
    Yet if I comment on others work
    And in my duty do not shirk.
    It would be nice that they learn
    To pass comment in their turn.

    Copyright P H Brookes 2012 (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 421 Points Shahzia Batool (4/9/2013 4:57:00 AM)

    Silence is a prayer for hope...
    Like a tilled field fully seeded...
    Peace is a foreign land that dznt care.....
    Many great lines n ideas in this lovely poem... (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Lambamayum Bimol (4/7/2013 8:47:00 AM)

    Can I call it a fictional fact? May be. Very nice poem. A heartfelt yearning for a precious one. But in the next moment there is a tone of silence.... (Report) Reply

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