. « I shall remember while the light lasts
. And in the darkness I shall not forget »
. ['Non-Catholic' Cemetery, Rome: headstone 2515]
Unable to
Enlighten the twilight between consciousness
And unconsciousness
She lives aside the despair
Of those attending - Just like
Her own.
What can only be discerned from outside
Is an imperceptible blink of an eye
That occasionally displays and then disappears,
While those who remain wonder
If a flicker of consciousness still exists.
Just waiting for
The rustling of the leaves to
Drive out the innermost thoughts
And set free the imprisoned mind,
Like a butterfly wrapped in the
Flickering shadows of dusk
Yearns for light to take off,
She confides in absolute darkness
To eventually join
The community of the dead.
Leaving perhaps a promise behind,
That once accepted
Into the dark, she will not forget.
(Florence,2014)
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Somewhat traumatic flashback- seeing somebody in a coma who died five/six years ago. I am feeling reminded.
I really enjoyed this poem. I often wonder what the comatose dream about? or is it all darkness? Some come back and tell stories, while others move on to death. Giving you a big 10+++
Nice poem sir this stage of unconscious is very miserable
A very beautiful poem on state of consciousness. My personal feeling in thinking of that situation is that her mind probably is already free. It is her body that medical science has in prison in hope of bringing her back to life. It must be a very challenging situation for a doctor to face with. Its agonizing effect is brought out so poetically in this lovely poem.
interesting comment, Savita. And indeed you're right about the ''very challenging situation''.. Thank you so much.
Beautiful poem. I think I read it long time back. It invoked deep emotions then and it impresses upon mind now as well. So difficult a situation when one can’t express what one feels.
Thank you so much, dear Savita (and I see that this is your 2nd comment on " Coma" - GRACIAS!)