Is This The Night? Poem by Annette Aitken
Is This The Night?
Is This The Night?
Stood alone at the cliff's edge one stormy night
contemplating between life and death its self
a mind full of disturbing thoughts
are they real, or, are they forced?
confusion drives me to distraction.
Apparitions of souls from the past
with haunting faces and sunken eyes
as horror and fear is welling up inside.
Worthless emotions are clawing at my skin
driving the darkness, compelling me to give in
these deathly thoughts engulfing my brain
void of all feelings, even pain.
When thought's of death race to the fore,
Is over the edge my only escape?
What leads me to this dismal place?
What makes me stop, and hesitate?
As waves crash angerly down below
the lightning strikes, thunder roars
howling winds burrows under my skin
while despair and guilt wash's over me
as voices carried on the crashing waves
making bets, will she... won't she.
What of those I leave behind?
Was I ever a happy child?
Did I ride my red bike with pride?
Play hopscotch with all my friends?
Why do I want this life to end?
Will life ever be the same?
Try I will with all my might too,
make myself stand up and fight.
Wake me from this nightmare slumber.....
by A.A...17
'Stood alone at the cliff's edge one stormy night contemplating between life and death its self a mind full of disturbing thoughts' a monumental place to stand on the edge and contemplate the highs and lows of life death relationships, a thought provoking poem
Bad dreams suddenly appear without purpose or without any recent event that might have triggered them. I sometimes wonder if they are rehearsals for events we may encounter and our mind is testing its reactions in advance. If this is so, you are in a good place as your positive nature comes through in the last two lines. I believe you have great inner strength and are not afraid to face and challenge forces that threaten to overwhelm you. you are digging deeper and deeper and this is a good thing for your self and your future as a convincing poet. Well done.
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I would like to translate this poem
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4/26/2024 3:15:12 AM # 1.0.0.1119
The poem invites the reader to ask whether this is reality or not. Even when the plausible answer is suggested in the last line, the reader is left with the thought that this nightmare possibly welled up, not just from the conjuring of a mind naive to such contextuals, but from within the actual experience of the poem's subject, and perhaps that even though this particular vision may reflect unreality in this moment, it is a vision that reflects a reality that has been. Strong work, Annette. Deeply engaging.