Where I’ll Decay Poem by Uriah Hamilton
Where I’ll Decay
I’ve been on my knees
Both in prayer
And in defeat,
I’ve lied down
In wet, autumn leaves
Meditating graves
And seeking sanctuary,
I’ve been stepped on
By strangers and lovers
With the callous disregard
As if I was a rotted log.
And once, I touched a woman’s hair
Sprinkled with moonlight,
And kissed her eyes
Beside a river.
Joy and sadness,
Pain and pleasure,
I don’t know which
Will finally take me under
And where I’ll decay,
Below or above ground.
Uriah - Lovely portrayal of the pain and pleasure of giving yourself over to love. Thanks for sharing - Cheryl
This is an incredibly beautiful poem, Uriah... it was very visual for me, with a deep sense of love and sadness... I can relate to this one... Lee :)
Uriah, this is a profound piece about joy and despair - the two sides of the unresolved argument we call life. How eloquently you pen your angst and how moving are your words: 'And once, I touched a woman’s hair Sprinkled with moonlight, And kissed her eyes Beside a river.' I know a man who kissed me upon the eyes. I've never forgotten him. love, Allie xxxx
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Uthis is good poetry well done