Reckless Heart/Hollow Eyes/Raging Storm – by NICOLE SURGINER

Reckless Heart

 

Twilight finds me cold and worn

Longing for the warmth of peace

I am weary, yet I dare not rest

For I came chasing my fleeting heart

It is her habit to rush ahead

She tirelessly flutters hope’s rhythm

Charmed by the breeze of empty promise

Though I’ve warned her of chasing rainbows

Through deceit’s enchanting lands

She is driven with dauntless desire

To feel the warmness of want

Blinded by her ravenous cravings

To be enraptured in illusional love

She naively seeks her own demise

She kisses the hungry lips of lions

Who conspire to devour her completely

So I sit freezing by the waters edge

Waiting to pull her tattered corpse

from the river of broken dreams


Hollow Eyes

 

I’ve exhausted all efforts to reach you

Weary of reading scripts of my soul

Shouting into the winds of disregard

Angry echoes return a cyclones rage

Blasting hopeless fragments in lonely space

Your words, the whispers of ghosts

Ice cold shrills of dead breath

You played the harp strings of my heart

recklessly plucking with rapacious fury

Snapping and severing the fragile shreds

Smiling as bloody remnants fall away

Dripping puddles of disappointment

Tears streak dirty rivers down my pallid face

Falling empty into your hollow stare of disdain

I tear out my own eyes to elude your cold glare.


 

Raging Storm

 

The storm rages wildly now

Lightning blazes ferociously across the seamless ebony sky

Shining her beacon on the secrets hidden in this sumerian night

I watch the rain stream sweetly,

Engaged in shadow play with the streetlights

My skin is kissed in delicate pellets of earth scented love

Cool drops waken the deadness within

I am entranced in this beauty

Memories floodgates are released

I drift uncontrollably to you

The wind carries your voice

It whispers softly in my ear

I wonder if you are awake right now

A world away

Lost in your own slice of glory sky

You see my face in the moon

You are consumed in me as my heart in you

You recall the moment our lips met

Passion crashed like thunder

You touched my silky skin

Electricity surged through your fingertips

Flooding your entirety in my essence

Our hearts synched

I breathed you in to my every cell

To live these moments again

I would burn down heaven and dance with hell


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Nicole Surginer is a poet from the small town of Bastrop,Texas. She is inspired to write by her love for nature’s enchantment, a fascination with the power of raw, intense emotion and a desire to create beauty with words. She has been published in Tuck Magazine, Anti-Heroin Chic and Indiana Voice Journal.

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2 Comments Add yours

  1. Haunting and enchanting, such style and power in so few words. Relentless emotionally moving poetry that any reader with a big, beating heart will enjoy. Its an honor to read such feeling, and words.

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