Sitting frameless in the chair of despair
Fiddling back and forth with the air
That a man is to stare an a frown... That be the chair
Bent forth a silent
glare
Nothing more nothing less a wide eye flare
Actions of a younger older
As time profound fell yonder
Fell a beast at ate helplessly falling down and down
Splat on to the ground
Pondered an older younger
Time spent nothing less more nothing
Now lay dead upon a puddle of red
How suddenly dead!
'I lay me down here-Dead as dead' would have been how i would have ended the last verse of this poem. This piece was excellently written. I had to give it a tenner kind sir of the written word. God bless all poets-MJG.
what kind of experience has made one so young so bitter. thats what my family all say to me whenever these kind of things pass my mind. maybe i should be myself more. just allow myself free emotions... this poem is very thought provoking. the title itself got me thinking. maybe i should just live for the now, for myself. sudden death.......
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Free flow of emotioms makes one a great poet. Best wishes suzan