Banished

Too clingy, too needy, 

Too much, too greedy,

Excuses and alibis, pulling away,

Destroying love, why the betray?

Too much, too soon,

Same song, same tune.

Sent away, banished,

Hoping I’d vanished.

Bound so tight away 

From where we always played.

Like a caged wolf chewing through the ropes,

Soon breaking free, dashing all hopes,

Wandering alone, searching for penance,

Yearning for love’s essence.

Is there salvation for one such as me?

Is it possible? Can it be?

CWylde © 12/29/14

(Written in response and as a combo prompt to #darksideofpoetry and #Heartsmeal)

Cold and Broken

Somewhere, the truth of me

Became the story of me,

I know not when I gave in

To the hurt and pain within,

Cold and broken, my heart lay 

In shards of crystal glass on display

To all who would peer inside,

Mocking my stupid pride.

Can my heart be mended?

Or will I be left untended

To drown in this sea of tears

Wasting away in all my fears?

Yet, here you stand offering respite

From the wasteland so desolate.

I grasp your hand so tight,

Pull me away from this night.

CWylde © 12/29/14

(Written in response to a poetry prompt from #FieryVerse)

A Hard Road

Often I wonder how to make 

Sense of all the mistakes,

But in the end, my power

Surpasses my need to cower.

Not this time will I implode,

No, I’ll stay the hard road.

To search for your sweet embrace

Is my intense desire, my saving grace.

My need, no, my craving

Is deep and powerful, near depraving,

Relentlessly, hopelessly devouring

Every part of my resolve empowering

Desire to submit to your commands,

Finally succumb to your demands.

CWylde © 12/29/14

(Written in response to a poetry prompt by #WSSPoetry)

Fires Unseen

Breathing deep of your sweet essence,

Calming waters felt in your presence,

Until you touch my tender places,

Stirring those inner smoldering spaces.

Touching, kissing, gazing, sensual scene,

Moving, undulating, fires unseen,

Joined as one, building higher,

Riding the waves of passion’s pyre.

Reaching the moment of no return,

You guide me through the afterburn.

CWylde © 12/29/14

(Written in response to a poetry prompt - #CapturedPoet)