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Soulful Echoes
By Averine Simethy
Whipped, burned and laughed at
These incessant whispers of scorn and loathing,
Like salt to my wounds, sting and obliterate my fire.
Crimson –
Like the plush color of your lips that once revered me
Now twists into an unforgiving scowl full of hate
I close my eyes, damp lashes leaving the briefest of kisses against my cheeks;
I rock my body to the phantom feeling of your arms around me,
The feeling of warmth that has dwindled to frost bite.
Glacial –
The biting cold in your eyes as you lay them on me,
You question the very essence of my being like a broken record
Until it echoes within me, pulsing with darkness in my mind, my soul, my very being.
Like a blindfold, it cages me in the darkness
A prisoner of my echoing thoughts
I pray for liberation from you,
I pray for liberation from me.
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Amour
By Averine Simethy
hope flaring
heart booming
mind subdued
they fell
spiraling into possibilities
consumed by probabilities;
circumstances waited
for its chance
to drown them
in what ifs
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Mother
By Averine Simethy
His skin
Marred with scars
Molded him in our eyes
As a menace.
Nevertheless,
He was a forsaken angel
With markings
Powerful enough to narrate a story
For her heart to hear
And to feel
With abundant love
For her son.
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Resuscitated
By Averine Simethy
Like an essence that can’t be contained
you drifted past me
luring me,
tempting me to drift away with you.
You shed your skin like a cloak
and hung me up like one
bound, smothered and broken.
I cried for mercy
the mercy not known to the likes of him.
To the filth that tries to consume me:
You may succeed in having my body
but only death shall have my soul.