Walking Into The Realm Of Death

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

Submitted: September 24, 2016

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The twelfth heavy strike of bells of midnight,

Walking with my flesh and thoughts apart. 

Fading together with the dimming streetlights

Weighed down by melancholic regret in heart.

 

I’m sinking into a state of reverie dream

The final destination unknown to me

Hypnotized by nature’s drone and moonbeam

Ethereal images of you are all I see.

 

A sudden movement reverts me to reality

Of what drifted by that was a shadow of you

A flood of what was left unspoken fills me

As the silent footfalls I’m catching up to.

 

The same perfect feature, same velvet hair

But your eyes now devoid of sparkling light

Flashing memories set off, blissful and despair

And how you depart without farewell nor fight.

 

In this unknown alley lamps flicker and die

Wind commands shrouds of mist to cover the stars.

“Tell me, I’m begging you please, tell me why”

My words echo off cold concrete back to my scars.

 

You turn your head and speak monotonous voice

That evades the boundaries of life’s domain.

“Death has offered me this rare choice

To bring more new subjects into his reign.”

 

Your stare penetrates my eyes and into my soul

Your touch withering a once blooming flower

I ponder, I wonder, if we could reunite to whole.

In Death’s sovereignty of eternal hours.

 

You extend out your hand of angelic death

“I love you, come and escape with me!”

My cheek brushed by your cold gentle breath,

I step up into the forever that we’ll be.

 

A sudden gust of wind and you’re torn apart

In the void of darkness in front of my eyes

Death’s thunderous voice crushes my heart

Says love is only for the living, not for you and I.

 

I’m tossed back into the cold mortal world

Loneliness in my fate now you’re truly gone

What hope lies ahead? What future can be unfurled?

I’ve lost reason and purpose to die or live on.


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