• Ambrosia
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Deep in the depths of my darkest despair,
amidst my chaos of heart in disrepair
I grabbed at memories lost in frigid air,
but found naught but shadows resided there
And still even shadows are byproducts of light,
here is my plight
In a fight for the unveiling of the mystery of life
An enigma so profound it is lost with the sound
Of every mournful cry for a soul homeward bound
With every tear shed or vein that has bled
Each step closer leads me astray, leaving dread
Instead of contemplating the cost of a man so wise
I'm mourning all the memories now lost with his demise
What a surprise, that when he died
I finally learned to appreciate life
And not depreciate the pain that I endured
For it has cast me in granite this I assure
Cured? Nay
My illness stems from that mournful day
Agony forever spilled before all, on display
For ever and a day, and still I survey
The sandstone frowns etched on every face
As we donate your body to its final resting place
And still without presence I feel your essence
And I finally comprehend
The value of life before it should end
My conscience should speak novels of your ascent
But my decent has been one of screaming lament
And in life stagnant with no end to its length
In the crevices of my mind I find little strength
So I beg and I barter for the life of my martyr
Who hath sacrificed his body for truth
But in his forfeit he wouldn't know it
But with his death died my youth
And since, many heroes have come and gone
Each of them chanting off-syllable songs
Hymns of deliverance for my belligerence
My rage shall prevail though they've lifted the veil
Through every benevolent guarantee,
Despite my temperament I feed off his influence
For none shall love more than he.

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SILKYTWEED commented on David


Beautiful absolutely!! Poetic brilliance in flow and meaningful words.....I really like this piece....Thanks for sharing!

dakcalhoun commented on David


wow..i really felt your words..its very good......



Thanks very much for taking the time to read :)

Poetry is what is lost in translation.

Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

Ambrosia’s Poems (19)

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Title Comments
Frosted Starling's Wings 1
One little problem 0
Tell Me (And The Storm Shall Pass) 1
Final Act 2
Shattered Silence 2
The Strength of A Thousand Men 1
If I Told You The Truth 2
If I Saw You Tomorrow 2
Attention Men 3
David 2
And I Doubt 2
Did You Know? 1
Untitled 0
Eraser 1
Eyes of Death 1
Flash Of White 0
Like Alice 0
The Dungeon of Contempt 2
Stand or Evade 1