hidden
behind a mask
tatter cloth
ripped and torn
a body lies
fallen to pieces long ago
held only by the cloth around it
within that body
lies a soul
soul that has been left survive
all the abuse of time
this soul waits
for which a time
to awaken
a time to live again
day after day
month after month
spent alone
trapped in the darkness
unable to move
unable to function
nightmare replaying
within the darkness
as time crawls by
there lies a soul
there to rest throughout time
hidden from all
beneath a mask
hidden in a secret tomb
waiting to awake
waiting to live again
waiting to be free
soul can't be tied down. it's always free...i liked the way you evoked the emotion...
Great write. Thought provoking. I especially like the following: nightmare replaying/ within the darkness/ as time crawls by
Great write. Thought provoking. I especially like the following: nightmare replaying/ within the darkness/ as time crawls by
Kind of eerie sounding. Our souls are free and leave our bodies once we die our earthly deaths. Interesting aspect though. Thank you for sharing. RoseAnn
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Reminded me of mummies