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Dark Poetry #2

Outstretched Arms

Lil OnE
Member

since 1999-12-14

Posts 234
Pasco County. Fl.

0 posted 2000-08-14 05:13 PM

Acid rains down on the earth,
  upon the heads of souls;
and slowly, they drown.
I pace back and forth,
  mumbling to myself.
I fall to my knees,
  pick up a handful of dirt
-full of corruption,
and scatter it.
  I run;
a cloud of dust surrounds me.
Clood pours down on the earth.
Spinning madly, I drop and roll
in the bloody, acidic dirt.
And I cry, mourning my life.
Through tears,
I see outstretched arms
  begging me to come near.
Nearer and nearer I go.
Hands grab at me,
  Dragging me back into anguish.
I try to stand,
my legs won't move.
My heart has turned cold.
But my soul leads me on...
  on to the outstretched arms.
Kindness shines from the figure,
  blinding me.
I stumble.
I look up to see outstretched arms
  helping me up
and holding me close.
And I cry.
   Thunder rolls through the skies,
Pure rain showers down on me,
  and cleanses me.

Never give your heart away, it will always come back broken.
~Lil OnE~

ThUnDeRkYsS
Senior Member

since 1999-09-23

Posts 727
Wisconsin

1 posted 2000-08-14 08:29 PM

Very dark and intruiging!! Wonderful!

Strive for higher levels, if they seem out of reach... Grow, and they will get closer.

ilph
Member

since 2000-07-28

Posts 78

2 posted 2000-08-14 08:47 PM

I agree with thunder, but the light of hope that shines through the darkness provides an uplifting ending..one that we all strive for. Excellent work.

Lil OnE
Member

since 1999-12-14

Posts 234
Pasco County. Fl.

3 posted 2000-08-15 07:27 AM

A big THANKS to both of you!!!((HUGS))

Never give your heart away, it will always come back broken.
~Lil OnE~

Kethry
Member Rara Avis

since 2000-07-29

Posts 9082
Victoria Australia

4 posted 2000-08-15 07:44 AM

I like the images in this poem, childlike, pure and innocent despite the surrounding corruption.
Be well
Kethry

"It is the image in the mind that links us to lost treasures;
but it is the loss that shapes the image,
gathers the flowers weaves the garland."-

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