All In The Waiting

cigarette between your lips
you might as well have smoked mists of December

it disappears in daylight
it all disappears
even daylight
the lost, innocent of their being, wander
long after dark

where have all the yesterdays gone?
I remember sharing but a single sunset with you,
and countless cigarettes

my whole life is stuck,
waiting for your lips to crease again
Is this where endings begin?
Because they should

The lost, innocent in their being, wander
And like your lips, disturb the silence
of leaves lying at the end of winter, waiting to be crushed

I felt you long ago
When the woods were still lovely, dark and deep
And full of sleep
The knowledge of being ever ablaze is buried in them

Beauty is
the only mercy to all this horror waiting to happen

and, here you are,
asking "Pass me the lighter, honey"

Poetry by Praveen Bhusal
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Written on 2017-09-22 at 18:45

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Ashe The PoetBay support member heart!
I can't believe I missed this! What a spectacular poem, starting with the first verse. The innocense is exactly right marking the innocense of their being at the moment, unaware of the effect of the loss and the memories that would remain.
Love it. I am so glad I came here.

Purple Puddles
I think the use of 'innocent' is justified. This is the way I understood it: The lost, innocent of their being lost, wander long after dark.

Purple Puddles
Beautiful, just beautiful. My fav lines:
Is this where endings begin?
Because they should

This poem is still so darling. The opening lines are amazing. But seriously "Innocence"

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Jamsbo Rockda The PoetBay support member heart!
This is very good. Constructed carefully. An honest snapshot of life.

Welcome to The Bay. Your opening two lines are excellent, this is a great first posting, waiting in anticipation for more of your work.

Well crafted. Welcome to Poetbay.

Thomas DeFreitas The PoetBay support member heart!
Striking imagery, an enthralling scene! Welcome!

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Bravo. A good write, good use of words. Looking foreword to reading more of your work. Welcome to poetbay.
Ken (d williams)

This is good. I especially liked the interpolation of that one line from Frost's Stopping by the woods on a snowy evening. The line-
Beauty is
the only mercy to all this horror waiting to happen

is amazing. Especially the usage of enjambment in there.

The only complaint I have is that you're using innocent when i think it should be innocence.

Overall, a great read and an awesome poem.