The Stone Castle Poem by CHRISTOPHER MUDIENYI

The Stone Castle

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THE STONE CASTLE
The wide walls stand tall,
They stand bare as they glare and stare
Reflecting an epoch when he was there
Entangled in the loop of my long arms
It was just us alone in this castle made of marble and stone


His chuckle and chortle
Echoes in my ears
His image is all I Can see
Apparitions of his memories
Haunt me here
My face begets a mask of glee
I close my eyes and linger my tears
I still remember it all
Pushing him against the wall
We tucked our lips and twirled our tongues

I remember the gallant of flowers
Sparkling frantic fragrant flowers
We twirled in cloud nine and towers
His lips had mighty powers
With trickling showers
Refined, defined and so organized
My wishful wings grew
To the sterling sky I flew
The universe twinkled like morning dew

But the scorching rays of the sun
Drained and shuttered my wings to fly
I dangled and withered from brutal burns
My weak withered wings dropped
No longer could I sleep and flap and flop
In this wild wonky world I dropped
Ahh! I opened my eyes to see the world
But still I only see his apparitions
Even though I am on my own
In this castle made of marble and stone

In my hand I hold a knife
The decider between life and death
Do I take away my breath?
Shall I be saved from the wreath of my health?
I picture his smile
I hear his voice
But the question is clear
What is my choice?

He is everywhere, I try to look
Holding the pieces of me that he took
He is the only 1'd ever let in
That has refused to let me go
He was my everything
He was my king, my whole universe
He was my everything
That bully that left me broken all alone
In this castle made of marble and stone

This is the last place where he remains
The last place where his memories sticks and stain
It's here even though I am on my own
In this castle made of marble and stone

This is my choice
And this is what I choose
He is the battle that I wish to lose
I will get up and fight again
So this is it his call I refrain

I cut it deep through the vein
I bleed but I feel no pain
It subsides it fades away
Like a cloud of mist and fog on a sunny day

I hold the blade against my chest
I tell myself it's for the best
In my blindness the world blurs
It's getting harder to see
My heart slows
I heave…I can barely breathe

When morning comes
They won't find my lifeless body
This they fail to know
I will die with people I know
I won't die alone
In this castle made of marble and stone

Thursday, July 6, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: drugs
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
The addiction of drugs abuse is akin to an abusive relationship where the drugs become the abuser. The presenter is reflecting on the drastic and catastrophic effects of drugs abuse. Young people should be advised to keep off drugs since their effects have the potential of stealing the future of a whole generation
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