Dark Poetry #4 |
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To Forever Exist |
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since 2001-08-02
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Faded the same old view backs turned on me Nauseous at the thought Weakened at the sight of the same repetetive story Cursed to the cold to forever exist a desolate void Denied the one thing providing warmth to my soul rhythm to my heart purpose to my very existence Left to fade "Do not go gentle into that good night, |
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fractal007 Senior Member
since 2000-06-01
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A description of hell or one of monotony? To exist forever is not something I'd want to do in this world. But then, existence is what we make of it? Do we choose to live for ourselves, for God? "my own opinions bore me most of the time anyway" Maybe that's part of the problem you're looking at here ![]()
I don't like split infinitives, but that's just me and my strict highschool english teacher talking.
What is this one thing the speaker is being denied? Apparently this is something that provides warmpth to her soul and rhythm to her heart. Perhaps it's poetry? Perhaps it music, or dancing, or maybe the speaker is actually dying and dreading the thought of somehow remaining conscious by some twisted work of fate wherein she might remain aware but confined and immobile within the coffin twelve feet under the ground..... Just some humble thoughts. Any idiot can see that the result is true. |
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Kaos Member
since 2001-08-02
Posts 317between space and time |
you have an insight into things, very interesting ideas, thanks for the comments - mike "Do not go gentle into that good night, |
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