Above An Abyss Poem by Ranko Radojevic

Once atop a highlands cliffs, among grasses tall, cherished by skies of grey,
Once haunting memories, all of their harm, within it's vastness lay.
Like siren's song sweet melody rang, beckoning one's clouded mind,
Wings of shadow glided hastily towards heightened glow,
Embracing the ageless depths, above an abyss,
Fooled by cravings, sorely sang, weakest of their kind,
Fear of falling before mists and carried by their flow.

Once atop a highland's cliffs,
mesmerized by abysmal heights,
Weary of the dreamless thieves,
there I pondered, lost in lights.

And mind, behind eyes blinded by versatile shine,
Remembered the pages plain, teared and soaked by autumn rain,
But still it fears, and still in vain, fearing of the searing pain.

Once atop the murky tree lines, silhouettes of wings one sought,
Summoned forth from tempest-free times, mosaic of thoughts they wroth,
Under branches veiled by rose vines, reason with temptation fought,
Horizon was filled with storm’s sings, as hope seemed to shine for naught.

And torments, flocking as tragedy’s omens,
With ease did willpower drain, prolonging stagnation’s reign,
Yet still hope’s bright, and still one’s sane, searching for a higher plain.