Lit.Org - a community for readers and writers Advanced Search

Average Rating

(2 votes)

RatingRated by

You must login to vote

Hark, call of a distant soliloquy amidst silver moon and shadowed lights
Still all movement, stay all greed of human conditions' discontent
Let neither thought nor word nor life taint an instant illusion.

Arms trembling, eyes towards the upturned face, mystified, confused
Soft lips- devoutly wished, deeply desired, ever hoped for- so near
Turning measured, mathematical, graceless in its form, incalculably hateful.

Then what anger, what rage, what bitterness is now stoked to full fury
Incendiary madness of the passion borne, lingerers of a pastel world
Have concieved out of everything- fallen too far down some high pedestal.

Cry, lament for loss so this love should be all the better during the next
Eyes to eyes, let souls understand fluttering dreams and their angel cohorts
Shines brilliant bright only through the swiftly gyring shroud of memory.


The conscious shape reality.

Related Items


The following comments are for "The Shroud of Memory"
by Furius

re: roganize
I confess confusion over that comment.

However, I shall take it as a compliment nonetheless ;p

( Posted by: Furius [Member] On: January 12, 2003 )

An intense poem. Enjoyed reading it!

( Posted by: MM [Member] On: January 16, 2003 )

Add Your Comment

You Must be a member to post comments and ratings. If you are NOT already a member, signup now it only takes a few seconds!

All Fields are required

Commenting Guidelines:
  • All comments must be about the writing. Non-related comments will be deleted.
  • Flaming, derogatory or messages attacking other members well be deleted.
  • Adult/Sexual comments or messages will be deleted.
  • All subjects MUST be PG. No cursing in subjects.
  • All comments must follow the sites posting guidelines.
The purpose of commenting on Lit.Org is to help writers improve their writing. Please post constructive feedback to help the author improve their work.