The Bottle Of Despair

07 Sep




From the bottle to the glass

I sip from memories and dreams

Now buried in the depths

Of a bottled haze

Secrets hidden from all mankind

Dreams shattered and lost

To the winds of misfortune

Hidden from sight from the world

In the secret haven

The secret haven of despair

From dawns first light

To the rays of the setting sun

Hopes and dreams and memories

Are poured down the sewer of despair

What was once in my heart became

As the shivering sunlit sands

No more any less

Than a never-ending mirage

Of life’s eternal sojourn

Of loves tormented hopes

The darkness of the night

Is the haven

Of a tormented soul

Bereft of heart

Bereft of feelings

A numbness of the soul

I yearn for everything

A tormented heart desires

A yearn for you

 To hold me in my nights

And wait till shivers of fears


Hold my hand and lead me

Into the blissful slumber

Of utopia dreams

Yet from the bottle

To the glass

My glass of despair

My tears turn to laughter

Over a love you did scorn

The karma of my heart

Has now returned

And the sands of time

 Trickle slowly

And bring to me a rebirth

Of my heart

And a contentment upon my soul

Like waves upon heaven shores

Two broken shells

Washed together

Upon an earthly shore

No longer now two hearts do break

For a breath of moonlight

On my soul

Is a night of love with you?

Memories become alive

As a stroll of long ago

Beneath a lamplights glow

That gave your hair an angels glow

Dances in the ballrooms

To the strains of days gone by

Memories ah memories

As real to me as once were true

I want to savour my dream

I want to savour our memory

For our karma has returned

Tonight I hold you in your sleep

I hold you like a clinging vine

For now I found the truth

No more the haze

Of a never-ending bottle

The glass of despair is gone

I hold you for all eternity

In these arms of love

Of mine



Posted by on September 7, 2010 in Uncategorized


7 responses to “The Bottle Of Despair

  1. Dreamwalker

    September 9, 2010 at 07:00

    Bottles are but empty vessels to be filled, and no amount of liquid can quench that thirst to fill our hearts with that flame of love..A lament from Bottle to Glass, is now turned to rejoicing of heart to heart, beating time tog, held forever for the wheel of karma is complete.


  2. Lady

    September 8, 2010 at 07:00

    A heartfelt and sad at times poem Ian, the bottle offers much, but lies as it takes control… The comfort it offers last fleetingly, when compared to the comfort found in a true loves arms…Happy Birthday to you, my lovely friend….xPenx


  3. ☆° Lady Jude

    September 8, 2010 at 07:00

    Happy Birthday, and have many more


  4. Prenin

    September 8, 2010 at 07:00

    Happy Birthday Ian!!! :o)Beautiful poem as always – sad and yet rewarding!!!God Bless my friend!Prenin.


  5. HELLS

    September 7, 2010 at 07:00



  6. Natural ♥

    September 7, 2010 at 07:00

    Beautiful poem. You must of been drinking a Romanee Conti for taste, and you realized the cost was your despair. lol Happy Birthday Ian !!!! May your special day be full of love and happiness. Smiles~


  7. Carol

    September 7, 2010 at 07:00

    A very touching poem Ian, beautifully written as usual. Happy Birthday to you!!!!!! Hugs



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