Emmanuel Stone Poems
Comments about Emmanuel Stone
I have spent much time
living, breathing, feeling
every heartbeat and emotional twang
as the story grew around me.
Now it shall grow no more
like a tree before dying
but its endless leaves and branches
wrap around, and hold me tight.
I watched it unfurl and blossom
but i know now it is at an end
I savor every remaining flavour
and relish the aftertaste.
It is sad to watch a friend fade away
but all things must come to this end.
This story is finished
but mine has yet some way to go.
He is watching
in a tower above all.
yet so intricately aware.
He sees them running around the place
like ants around a nest.
Every movement sighted
another pain in his chest.
They call him their own