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Love Song for a Dying Sun

Poem By: SurfWithTheAlien
Poetry


A symbolic little poem...I'll leave the interpretting up to you all. View table of contents...

 

Submitted: Jun 21, 2008    Reads: 39    Comments: 1    Likes: 0   


She dances across the desert sky
Like crystalline streams, she flows.
O’er earth and plant and passerby,
The skyward traveling rose.
 
She reigned in ancient Babylon
And set on the eve of Rome.
A phoenix bright and flying on,
Forever searching for a home.
 
Through dark and starry nighttime sky
She stalks beneath the road
Of the cosmic highway rolling by
She drifts to lands unknown.
 
In desert heat, I danced with her
Across endless waves of sand
She skimmed the clouds of ivory fur,
And took me by the hand.
 
But what happened then, I can’t describe
With petty words alone.
But with pen in hand, I shall transcribe
The wisdom I was shown.
 
My eternal soul let out a scream
As I feigned from her embrace.
Awakened from the fleeting dream,
With hands raised to my face.
 
A black and oozing shadow crept
Across her shining crown.
Lost for words, I sat and wept
As her gold faded to brown.
 
A blackened boil consumed her lips,
Dark rivers ran from her eye.
Skin wilted from her fingertips,
A sickly colored dye.
 
Her orange robes ran and mixed
With bubonic pools below
She stared at me with dead eyes fixed
As I watched her dying glow.
 
The sky above became a mess,
A canvas set afire.
My heart grew sick, I must confess
As I watched her flames grow higher.
 
Until suddenly all time stood still;
She took one final breath.
A euphoric dance that felt so real
Has ended, marked by death.
 
Now all life begins to fade
As darkness takes the land.
My frozen soul becomes a shade
To mark the fall of man.


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Comments:

This poem is beautifully written and is so true. More should read this poem and take it to heart. You are definently talented.

Posted: Sep 6, 2008



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