whirlwinds whip a whirlpool in the ocean
where my soul lives
From a violent tempest blows the waves
that crash over my soul over and over
Down down deeper,
The divine hand
i wish for to deliver from drowning
Drop into whirlpool of my destiny
for her hand i wish to liberate
Freezing waters i fight for one last breath.
The frozen waters has hold on my soul
i fight the cold hand of death
for i won't go out like this
I fight from the dark abyss
to the top for the last breath to look at the
sky and see out line of a ship
in the stars
Buts its to late for my freezing tomb awaits
the last breath i breathe before i fall back into my
black abyss for the waves beckon for me back
How ironic the last thing i saw
was iron underside of her ship
passing over me and i hearing
her calling my name out
sinking to the bottom i laugh
so close yet so far away
Hey my darling Iron Man.. this is goood... I love narrative poems.. you have written a good one here.. enjoyed reading this one.. lovess shan
yep -- so close yet sooooooooo far away lovely thoughts dear iron man certainly 10 from me
Very Interesting Read. Thanks for Sharing. 10 From Me! -Brie
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Such is love...making you smile hearing the lover's voice even while sinking in death-abyss breathing last...impressive and interesting poem