House With No Windows

by Twisted Heart   Jun 7, 2007


Sometimes, I see reflections
of a shadowed memory
Upon the walls of the house
that lives inside of me
Forever closed upon the throws
of life that we once knew
Now grows a mildew vestige
from tears cried loving you.

Inside the darkened rooms
not one candle burning there
The light has been extinguished
by the love you couldn't share.
Drops hardened on the path
of the walls in silent sleep
That cuts the pieces of the cloth
that tears inside of me.

Among the tatters of mere words
are wounds that cannot heal
Lost upon the dusty floors
of broken hearts they yield
To cower from the pain of loss
the thoughts too hard to hold
That rips away the shattered dreams
that died within the soul.

So now the house stays empty
for no mortal can be found
To break the wall of all the pain
built strong with silent sounds
Too tight to find a passage
to the heart that beats inside
The house without a window
has now vanished in the night.

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  • 17 years ago

    by *Charisma*

    A very well done piece, and a neat structure for you to use. There was one part that seemed to not flow right though,

    "That cuts the pieces of the cloth
    that tears inside of me."

    If you read that with it's stanza...it seems too wordy I think. Plus, you use the word "that" a lot as well. But i know I do the same. Just some suggestions!
    Charisma*

  • 17 years ago

    by Espoirfailed

    A really beautifully worded poem, every line is penned with thought, my favourite by far was

    Among the tatters of mere words
    are wounds that cannot heal

    they just sang out to me, amazing. i loved the imagery and the feelings this poem leaves you with.

  • 17 years ago

    by Daisy if you do

    Jeannie,
    This was such a hauntingly beautiful write. So much emotion was put into this. This is by far my favorite of yours. The imagery and flow were awesome. These lines especially touched me......

    Among the tatters of mere words
    are wounds that cannot heal
    Lost upon the dusty floors
    of broken hearts they yield
    To cower from the pain of loss
    the thoughts too hard to hold
    That rips away the shattered dreams
    that died within the soul.

    Awesome Job,
    Kay

  • 17 years ago

    by Cindy

    Jeannie
    This is an amazing poem. Imagery and word choices are excellent. The pain, lonliness, heartache cry from you words. This piece really touched my heart.

    So now the house stays empty
    for no mortal can be found
    To break the wall of all the pain
    built strong with silent sounds
    Too tight to find a passage
    to the heart that beats inside
    The house without a window
    has now vanished in the night.

    The ending was great.
    ~CLAP~~CLAP~~CLAP~
    Take care love Cindy

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