Ravaged
By Munish Sharma
Edited by Liam Ford
Some love cannot pass the test of fate
It is too fragile, it cannot bear the weight.
Yet love is given birth by hope
And like a mother to a child it nourishes its growth.
So we begin to dream and in those dreams
We see things that might come to be;
Moments under the moonlight, kisses in the rain,
Or when they say, “I have never felt this way…”
However to find true love,
One must be willing to fall.
Reality, the unflinching father,
Tests us to see what our love can battle.
And if by chance you fall,
You start to question what it means to you at all.
So we emote feelings once love is lost,
To learn what we can from the pain.
I too loved someone.
I loved them more
Than I could ever admit.
A love so strong
That it made me sick.
I loved someone.
But this is not that story,
But of how that lost love transformed me.
Wake… wake… Hear the river flow.
Wake… wake… Feel the breeze blow.
Wake… wake… Hear the birds sing.
Wake… wake… It is time to begin.
I have run all the way back to the start,
To the place where you first touched my heart.
The beauty of the place remains the same,
But the aura has changed.
It is no longer ours…
Maybe it never was?
The pillar-like trees,
That seem to hold up the sky,
The crystal clear stream
That showed our dreams,
The calm breeze
That brought my heart ease,
And all the priceless poetry
That made my heart dance for thee…
That life has spent its last breath,
And now there is nothing left.
So here I lie, wishing for life to drift away,
Deep into the stream that once held our dreams.
Oh, how I wish I were blind, for I cannot
Remove you from my sight.
Your parting has ravaged the endless sky,
Plundered the fertile earth, sucked the river dry...
And all you did is say goodbye.
You have left me like this.
The same energy you used to whisk me away
Has now made me want to throw my life away.
I do not want to bear this separation;
I wish I did not care for this situation.
This heavy heart of mine attracts gravity in another way.
It is no longer open to the sky,
The tears in my eyes stop me
From holding my head up high.
This heavenly place is where our love should have grown,
But now it will forever remind me that you are not my own.
The birds’ songs have begun to sound like hideous cackles,
The odour of the earth has become decrepit and foul,
And from a distance evil begins to howl.
The darkness creeps
And soon it will consume me,
It will slither in to my soul
And devour my heart whole.
My body is seething
Like a demonic being.
I have been poisoned by your love,
And although I have stopped it
From entering my veins,
Much of it still remains.
I beg for the end,
For I feel the darkness coming in.
Shhh...
The enemy speaks,
The enemy deep
Inside of me.
My dear girl
Give me your will
Let me taste
The nectar of your ill.
It is your own fault
You feel this way.
Who told you
Love is great?
Let me show you
What really matters
Let your body succumb
To lustful desires.
Drink the juice of lust,
What good is in living
So virtuous?
Let me tell you
The one thing
That is true:
No one will
Ever love you.
Let these words
Creep into your soul
And there create
A gaping hole.
It must be me… It’s not true
There is something wrong with me… It's not true
It is true.
No one will ever
Love me.
No one
Will ever
Love
Me.
From a distance
There is a glimmer,
So faint at first,
That believing in it
Makes me feel worse.
Maybe there is more to me than you,
But the glimmer grows stronger
And starts to stay longer;
I will be stronger.
It slides its way through the dark.
Could it be here to mend my heart?
In love there are goodbyes.
Fragile things should never be cherished,
For one day they too will perish.
One crushing defeat after another,
Oh, the things we will do for a lover.
We will change our whole scope on life
To make things right. We will forget
What we refuse to give up,
For a warm and soothing touch.
And in the end we may part;
Do I choose to stay in the dark?
Look at me in my melancholy sadness;
I finally understand what my internal wrath is.
The darkness in my heart
Tries to rip me limb from limb.
This is the prison heartbreak condemns me in.
The evil in my mind tries to torture me at times,
But something has begun to change.
Maybe things are better this way?
Love is like an infant child.
There is so much work to be done,
So much time needed to grow.
Love needs to crawl before it can walk.
Love is four letters, it takes four strokes to pen,
But it may take four lifetimes to comprehend.
Our love may have past,
But that does not mean
Love does not last.
I can blame the world
For my misfortune
Or I can love again.
I can believe that no one will love me
Or I can believe it all starts with loving me.
I can spend my life waiting for an unspoken moment
Or I could let the moment speak.
To the untrained eye, I am still the same,
But who can rejoice in pleasure without pain?
Look a little deeper, past the flesh,
Realize that it does not do me justice.
Love is something
We mortals should not resist.
Yet there is much more to love
Than romantic consequence.
