We used to walk the streets at night
Picturesque in the warm glow of streetlights
Ambivalent wind mingled with snow
The moon are only confidant
Our secrets became a little more dramatic
Under her gravity.
We crossed by the river
Its floods filled with suicides
Sins deep beneath
The churning surface
A force of nature rampant in despair
Sometimes I thought it would be easier
To be enveloped
Along with bodies and shopping carts
Drug through the silt and torn apart by debris
A death tailored to my sentiment
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I remember the smell
Of damp asphalt
The touch of your hand
Pressed together with mine
Young and romantic
In those heady moments
We forgot the warnings
Imposed on us
We were rebellious under the stars
Tragic in those aching winter nights
All the greys of our collective sorrows
Concrete hardened in the crevice of our veins
We were already broken, when we met
Travelers in the dark halls of Depression
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Swedish nights are bitterly cold in winter
Frost spread her wretched fingers
Into the heart-shaped hole
Yawing in my chest
Knotting me up with doubts
Insecure in the face of new love
Every aberrant word
A storm
Our voices the thunder
Heavy with pain
We exchanged tears
Took turns drowning
Adrift in emotional floods
I know you saw my face
Distorted by lightening
I wonder if you ever saw me
Transformed after the tempest?
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Back then we questioned everything
Made war with society
We were anarchists
Passion-driven
We had the force of conviction
Now that we are older
We drift aimlessly
Caught up in the atmosphere
Restless but not reckless
Enough to pursue these dreams
Which fall-apart held in the iron grip of logic
We exchanged doubts
Solid in our love
We now question
The nature of our ambitions
Never quite happy it seems
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(When my husband and I first met we both had an enormous amount of baggage. I don’t think either of us really believed we deserved or even could be loved given our painful pasts.)
mindlovemisery 
this is so moving. great write and you deserved to be loved especially by you. huggggs š
Thank you so much *hugs back*
Wow! what an awesome work! poignant, moving, loving, power-packed,…
we were all like that once, weren’t we, “Made war with society”. and yes, i can relate to the smell of damp asphalt, especially when rain falls on a hot day, as it happens over here often.
thanks for a great read, i enjoyed it greatly. š
I am so glad you enjoyed it =). Thank you for your wonderful words
Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful. Your words…
‘Restless but not reckless.’ Boy, did that hit a nerve.
Awww thank you so much. I take it you can relate to that line?
Amazingly excellent writing ..Don’t no how to express my feelings! thoroughly gr8! keep writing ….
Thank you! I intend too!
This is so well written…”Frost spread her wretched fingers
Into the heart-shaped hole
Yawing in my chest” and “We exchanged tears
Took turns drowning
Adrift in emotional floods”…and more. Evreything you write is so intensely expressed…one is sure that there is no “for effect” histrionics in your poems. It’s raw and truthful.
I hardly know what to say your comment is so beautiful. Thank you so much *hugs* I will really cherish these words.
bless both of you.
dark time shall pass, you deserve more.
keep shining, your poetry rocks.
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Thank you for your words and your positive comments
Very nice. A moving and dramatic yet peaceful story.
Thank you so much
So much beauty blended with pain, so eloquently expressed. Love this poem.
Such is life a mix of pain and beauty. Thank you, I am so glad you liked it
Wow what a composition ..fabulous I’m glad that you got through your storms and hope all remains calm with and within you ….thank you for sharing
Thank you for your lovely compliments.
Such good sentences telling your story, in such a wonderfull manner!
Thank you very much Ina!
Thank you =)
Your poetry quite amazes me, honest, open, powerful, little words that can not began to describe your willingness to share and your talent in doing so. a tiny “thank-you” from your new fan. hugs, pat
*hugs back* thank you so much. You are so kind! Writing is cathartic perhaps too someone has experienced similar circumstances and I don’t know maybe it will help them feel less alone.
A force of nature rampant in despair
Sometimes I thought it would be easier
“To be enveloped
Along with bodies and shopping carts
Drug through the silt and torn apart by debris
A death tailored to my sentiment”
My personal favorite bit above, It is a great piece really you might like a song by a swedish the Eskobar called Whatever this town, Its all about baggage and a very good piece of music. Love is hard and the past brings us to the present, so for any happiness you come across you had to go through all the pain to truly appreciate all you have gain.
I am listening to it now. I hadn’t heard of this band, its true I am physically in Sweden but mentally must be somewhere else lol Thank you so much for your wonderful compliments I am so glad you enjoyed =)
Fantastic.
Thank you for like and for visiting =)
as I was reading this I was leaning toward what you wrote at the end so when I read that it all came together.
quite lovely, honest.
Thank you very much and thanks for the like =)