Lost soul. #Abhanga #Villanelle #Shadorma

Colleen’s ekphrastic image

The shadows of my loss
Linger-on inside me
They cling to scraps of thee
Gone forever

Pain rattles in this void
My heart, broken of you
My mind, frozen on who
I am empty

The past grips my present
How delicious its kiss!
How tempting its lost bliss!
Soul’s denial

#writephoto

Salvation is calling to me
Through mists, I hear its lure
But will you ever set me free?

Your love stole my soul and now demands a fee
Acceptance, the price for my cure
Salvation is calling to me

I taste the light that holds darkness’s key
Its touch is soft, its shades cool and pure
But will you ever set me free?

There is one who has woken my love to a certain degree
Is it time, or is it premature?
Salvation is calling to me

Her name is Marie
I say and think it with guilt and demure
But will you ever set me free?

Oh to lose a love meant to be
To have touched Elysium, then left behind to endure
Yet still salvation calls to me
But will you ever set me free?

#whatdoyousee

Door to light
A key of darkness
One to find
One to hold
Balance unveils true beauty
Soul, come back to me

© judeitakali

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This is all one poem with three different forms. I love these forms and how they challenge me:

• For Colleen’s tanka Tuesday ekphrastic photo , I wrote a trio of Abhanga poems.
• For Caley’s writephoto , I wrote a villanelle.
• For Sadje’s whatdoyousee , I wrote a Shadorma.

Hope you enjoy this. Stay safe, stay loving.