rhymeguy Posted July 2, 2016 Share Posted July 2, 2016 I awaken in the morning darkness. Without thought I reach out. I touch the emptiness that you once filled. I remember that you are gone. Inconsolable I stare into the dark. I taste you upon my lips. Your fragrance swirls about me. Your gentle glow that lit my darkness, only a memory now. I miss you! I fill my day as best I can with distraction. But still you invade me when I least expect you. I see others and I hate them. They laugh and enjoy their love. I want them to understand this pain. They fear it, as they should, this devastation, this vacancy, this consumption of need. Oh how I miss you! My cigarette!! Oh how I miss you. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
abstrect-christ Posted July 2, 2016 Share Posted July 2, 2016 A cheeky and fun poem rhyme. Like how it treats the inanimate object so animate. Tried a cigarette once and once only myself. Quote Pinhead "Unbearable, isn't it? The suffering of strangers, the agony of friends. There is a secret song at the center of the world, Joey, and its sound is like razors through flesh." Joey "I don't believe you." Pinhead "Oh come, you can hear its faint echo right now. I'm here to turn up the volume. To press the stinking face of humanity into the dark blood of its own secret heart." "There's a starving beast inside my chestplaying with me until he's boredThen, slowly burying his tusks in my fleshcrawling his way out he rips open old woundsWhen I reach for the knife placed on the bedside tableits blade reflects my determined faceto plant it in my chestand carve a hole so deep it snaps my veinsHollow me out, I want to feel empty"-- "Being Able To Feel Nothing" by Oathbreakerhttps://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aBPy3xNwwL8 "Sky turns to a deeper grey the sun fades by the moon hell's come from the distant hills tortures dreams of the doomed and they pray, yet they prey and they pray, still they prey"-- "Still They Prey" by Coughhttps://soundcloud.com/relapserecords/sets/cough-still-they-pray Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
JoelJosol Posted July 3, 2016 Share Posted July 3, 2016 I enjoyed the ride until the end of the line. You got me :-) The poem does not explain though why you don't or can't have it, whether it was prior decision or by other circumstance. Do smoker's really think of the smoke in terms of "fragrance"? :-) Quote "Words are not things, and yet they are not non-things either." - Ann Lauterbach Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Benjamin Posted July 5, 2016 Share Posted July 5, 2016 A light hearted piece that raised a smile, enjoyable and cleverly done. How the times have changed from when almost everyone smoked. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
dr_con Posted July 6, 2016 Share Posted July 6, 2016 Still smoke, still giving up, and deeply enjoyed the laugh this lovely piece produced. I needed that almost as much as my craving;-) many Thanks! Dr. Con Quote thegateless.org Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
rhymeguy Posted July 8, 2016 Author Share Posted July 8, 2016 I am sorry to be so slow in expressing my appreciation to each of you. I am glad I could bring a moment of happiness. Very wise abstract- christ to have only tried one. I came up in a time when smoking was "cool" and being "cool" was more important than breathing. Well Joel the fact is, I can have it. But now smoking is not "cool" and breathing has become a greater priority . Yes sir, When you are a smoker the smoke is a fragrance. It is only later after you quit that it becomes a stench. I am in the early transitional stages between fragrance and stench. Indeed Benjamin. I have reached the place in life that I can say "Well when I was growing up...". Isn't it interesting how social norms and the definitions of good and evil change over the years? A great pleasure to hear from you, dr_con. I am in the early stages of stopping. I have not yet declared victory. I am thankful that this little verse allowed you a moment of laughter, Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Terry L shuff Posted August 21, 2017 Share Posted August 21, 2017 I'm in this hell now, for me it's my pez candy dispenser. lost many years agoooooooooo Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
dcmarti1 Posted August 22, 2017 Share Posted August 22, 2017 Very sneaky, indeed! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Dee2 Posted November 12, 2017 Share Posted November 12, 2017 Cute ending, but I think the rest stands alone quite well and captures an emotion that more of us probably can understand. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Tinker Posted November 19, 2017 Share Posted November 19, 2017 Rhyme Guy, I agree with Dee, the end was clever and surprising but at the same time awkward and unnecessary. To that point it was a beautiful poignant poem. And by the way, we miss you here. Haven't seen you posting for some time now. ~~Tink Quote ~~ © ~~ Poems by Judi Van Gorder ~~ For permission to use this work you can write to Tinker1111@icloud.com Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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