They say true hatred’s born of love
But here no finer feelings bled
within such arid desert where
no tears for water can be shed
We stumbled on such paradox
A deeper schism found instead
When once I called you little heart
and saw sweet childhood in the man
possession’s daemon whispered words
and slowly charmed you to its plan
Down corridors of loss and pain
the tempting joker took your hand
My anger’s pure, bright white rage
Come near, I’ll tear your soul apart
I’ve learned through bitter years your ways
Become acquainted with your art
And so corrosion I would plant
within your scarred and desperate heart
And if you love and are content
If calmer waters find you whole
It’s just a moment’s respite here
We know for whom this bell must toll
Your choices carry deep your fate
and resurrect your truest soul
So was this love, the barest glance
with kingdoms falling, built upon
a trickery, chimera’s dance?
To darker worlds we both belong
But I can wait eternity
to finally hear your vanquished song
(c) Helen Valentina 2014, All Rights Reserved
For mindlovemisery’s prompt at: http://mindlovemisery.wordpress.com/2014/03/09/prompt-46-bitter-loathing/
This for me is the hardest form of hatred when there was love when people who supposedly did love come to destroy and detest. It really gets to me, I have such trouble fathoming how it happens
Yes, very true, but it is a powerful inspiration for writing I think…not sure I agree hate always does come from love but when it does it really burns…. 🙂
Very powerful Helen and I agree with Yves that this prompt requires us to reflect on circumstances that have become bitter and yet are are a part of out lives. You have conveyed this so well, I was caught up in the telling. Well done indeed.
Thanks so much!! 🙂 🙂
Always my pleasure.
Whew! This is a very shapely circumnavigation of deep cynicism. Yet perhaps in its honesty there are the seeds of redemption. Without hope no disappointment can find leverage. One of your best. How do you do it? To a prompt I would find difficulty in plumbing depths like this!
Thanks so much Philippa…the prompt brought the first four lines in my mind almost immediately because I pondered the question of whether you really can only hate where you have loved, the rest flowed from there due to the rhyming pattern. 🙂
Two comments 1. I will hope to be on your non-hate list. 2. This is a very powerful piece. So much so it is hard to believe it is a prompt. Very nice.
Thanks so much! I promise you will always be on my non hate list, indeed always on my like list!! 🙂 🙂
I left out the word always. Thanks for filling it in and the promise. 🙂
Wow! That is intense! Great job of expressing the emotions, Helen.
Thanks so much Elaine!! 🙂
very true. the worst kinds of hurt really can come from love lost.
Thanks so much!! 🙂 🙂