General Poetry posted February 20, 2014 Chapters:  ...7 8 -9- 10... 


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So many search for sanctuary yet we close our doors

A chapter in the book The Different Faces Of Love

Sanctuary

by RGstar

Sanctuary

You call me stupid, my life unclear; my clothes you judge stringently bare
Condemned to scars you secretly share, I sense your pity but not your care
Sirens wail, fists unseen, I besiege your doorstep; closed curtain screen
Huddled;  seeking sanctified door, I sense you watching for I've been here before,
Just past midnight, I beg a little care, he'll pull you away, ''not your business my dear.''

 
         ---<@
Again be judged a pitiless shrew, mother of crows for I am beaten blue
Rain on my face as tears gather pace, salted wounds; a taste of lonely disgrace
I sense your breathing, curtains heaving, why doesn't she leave him? Conscience seething
Pink panties I wear run rivulets of fear, warm are the raindrops; my blood now runs clear
Rivers red; thorned thoughts in my head; walking across the way; home,wishing for dead
 

                                 ---<@
 
Climbing the stairs, a broken vase of fears; fragmented doorway as destiny leers
Tangled slipper sleeps, another secret keeps; a chair makes no sound as it silently weeps
Alas the door, my sanctuary for sure, I'll await the dawn on this cold bathroom floor
Its mirror my demise, drains my amplified cries, never seem to answer my tell-me-why's
Spirits in closets, hate on every wall, uncertainties fly hither; like speckled dust they fall
 
                                                           ---<@

Flowers and nettles, serpents and sand, love's copious distortion by inclement hand
Sharp is the rosebush, harsh rolls the sea, how coarse my love; these rhymes haunting me
Knuckles still warm, he broods within; contemplates forgiveness his release from any sin
I'll await his whisper as of many before, ''please I am sorry,'' and I forgive him once more
Sanctuary I search for I am weak to love, judge not in silence or contempt thereof
 
                                                                                ---<@

 

 


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Sanctuary - refuge or safety from pursuit, persecution, or other danger.

Brood - think deeply about something that makes one unhappy, angry, or worried.

Shrew - an unpleasant, bad-tempered woman.



So many search for sanctuary yet we close our doors and hide behind curtains pretending not to see.

Then we judge, when it is ourselves that should be judged.

Sometimes all that is needed is a little direction and a smiling face, a reassuring embrace, and perhaps that will be enough to set someone set them free.

Love is very much love, even, with mental pain, but love is never love when governed by physical pain,
Sometimes we stay deluded in believing such.
A helping hand, a little support goes a long way

RGstar
This poem is one for my compilation which will be called, I think, '' The Different Faces Of Love'' for publication,
I will be featuring a selected few of guest writers, so write well, so that I may ask. :)
Have a great day... and thank you to the wonderful
'Olga Noes' for giving me permission to use her fantastic Artwork for the task
RG
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