Your heart’s asylum
An anthracite womb
I held you principal
A lesser known heaven
In that deep black well
An unvoiced constellation
I imbibed the sand
Of a derelict palace
There was no Prince
Only a more
Love is a curse
When day after day
It remains unsought
But for confirmation
A compulsory worship
I endowed your ego
In the absence
In a cause unshared
To withdraw now,
Which has become
So I endure
And in enduring
This is fictional so you can sigh with relief encase you were worried! I am writing this in response to Sunday’s prompt: Curse. I have been so busy on the weekends lately hence my prompt responses being a little early these last few weeks.
25 thoughts on “Curse”
As always a fabulous piece and thought provoking.
Will have to give that one some thought.
it can be scary and Halloween themed if you like =)
Oh of course, my muses shall have to work for me on this one…lol
Your language is always so wonderful. Terrific piece! 🙂
Thanks Sonya =)
Wonderfully chilling, and great prompt…shall set me thinking in anticipation of Sunday!!! 🙂
Great prompt & provocative poem.
“I imbibed the sand of a derelict palace” – love!!
Thank you so much Bianca =) I can’t remember if I told you about my journal site Curious Flowers?
No, you didn’t tell me! I’ve just sent you a personal email xxx
here is the link
Ooooh, yes yes yes 😀
Curse???? Oh my…..its getting darker and darker around WP these days. 🙂 Loved this piece, of course especially, “There was no Prince
Only a more
Thanks Anja I am so happy you liked it =)
dark but wonderfully written.
Thanks Celestine =)
Terrible! Good thing is fictional! Very creative!
Thank you Leovi, it is terrible when this happens
Beautiful as ever. Take care my friend.
Thanks so much, you as well =)
Your words, as always resonate.
this is so beautiful, really captures the word “curse” in your writing!