Breaking the seal,
Agony pushed through
She fell into a chasm
Too wide that none could reach across
The more she tried to get out
The deeper she plunged into the abyss
Alas! Fated to perish
Struck on its jagged edges!
On the brink I stand
Bewildered and blinking
Wondering when would be my fall
With a fervent prayer rising upwards
‘Pass over me a breath of wind
To cool off the steam building inside'!
This is awesome! You put into words that metaphorical chasm that at times threatens each one of us. Fear is insidious, and can begin with doubt or skepticism, and then grow into that wide abyss. For some, sadly, that chasm may be literal. A great poem, Valsa.
Fears and hopes have always played a very important role in human life. Be hopeful. A nice thoughtful poem.
A profound poem on anguish (or is it angst?) . Liked the two-line prayer at the end. A well-selected image too that speaks of nightmares. (10)
Falling into abyss is so easy for humans. We keep falling through every chasm and crevice. Such is the plight of man. A great metaphoric piece that speaks of human psyche. Fear is a dominant emotion. It is represented in most of our nightmares too. A thoughtful write. A huge 10.
Beautiful poem Valsa. Love the last lines of prayer. That saving breath of grace... an anchor of stormy days.
Lines 2 & 3: are Agony and She the same entity here? Line 8: struck or could be stuck or struck AND stuck! Yikes! ! Can you hear me blowing in your direction? Bri to the rescue! ! :) bri
Beautiful write. The last two lines... Pass over me a breath of wind To cool off the steam building inside'! The last two lines can do wonders in life if one really think in that way. Loved it.
sometimes it is worthy to be senseless. is it worthy! can fear be enjoyed! civilizations... gladiators, the heroes, and a breath of wind? so many thoughts are gathered reading this beautiful poem, thus fear can be enjoyed but not as a subject
A moment, a single moment to which the human soul reacts in front of the miracle of our mortal fate, in a way no other species can react: feeling the depth of its existence it has achieved through thinking of the inevitable of this mortal-unfortunatelly- fate.A real poem is painting such moments of sparking emotion and thought.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Simply awesome write and revealing some frightening incident had created the chasm pushing one into wilderness. Off course, like every thing else, it too may be a temporary phase. Regards.