awakening swallowed in pitch black
no longer moving I'm securely trapped
walls enclosing in on me tightly
all memory gone, completely vanished
gasping for air, am I even breathing?
scared, I'm pleading, screaming out
but no voice escapes past my lips
warm water droplets start falling
I feel within them a sense of grief
confused, everything starts moving
in a blink, daylight blinds my eyes
beautiful black wings have emerged
taking me to the skies I float above
looking down over a melancholy scene
people dressed in black all around
weeping, pouring tears over a casket
as its getting lowered in the ground
upon my wrists I notice dried blood
memories come crashing in like waves
anguish spilt from crimson carvings
with tears in my eyes, glancing down
remembering deep hurt I tried burying
past demons, their cruelty displayed
how hauntingly they led me to my grave
Transfixing. If you dont have poems published other than here you should. Some of the best read on here yet. Thanks... need more
We all feel trapped sometimes and we see no way out... But the truth is, there are always options... This poem speaks to me, I feel it's brilliance wash over me... Another beautiful write... You are amazing...
Dark, deep feeling... i enjoyed the poem very much and i would like for you to read my poem Grave ~Bella
Ah, the shadows of death seemingly loom In the bleeding heart of your poor lonely room There is no joy for life and that sounds so sad But your still breathing and for that we're all so glad
I don't think i've ever read such fantastic dark poem before/seen such a melancholy scene before! ! Excellent penning!
Wow, this poem blew my mind. It's amazing, detail, everything, it's probably one of the best poems I have read on here for sure. Keep it up. And I'm sorry, if all the pain is real, by the way. All mine is that's for sure.
dear poet, Its a wonderful write about death. Pls read my poems too.......
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
powerful images again - Felt the detached, disembodied spirit of the piece - Good work SP-G! Best,