Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts

Friday, February 3, 2012

Blessed silence


The never-ending blackness
Flashes of red light
The pounding in my head
The throbbing in my chest
The symphony of voices
The screaming, the laments
The charged air thrumming around me
A negative vortex of emotions constantly pulling me down

Bound in chains to an early grave
Wicked voices chanting one phrase, over and over and over and over
The incessant knocking
Sharp jabs that steal soul fragments
Loosing the will to fight against the pain
Bloody tears shining black
The screaming anguish that momentarily silences the chorus

“Just die!”
Eyes that stare out of the darkness
Judgmental voices render one verdict
“Just die!”
A black canvas painted with red letters
Written in every language, unreadable but understood
“Just die!”

A faint memory of smiling faces
An up surging of hope
A thunderous voice that drowns the light
“Just die!”
Cloth ripped from unseeing eyes
A circle of hooded figures
“Just die!”
Metal chains blocking the door

Bloody fists raised in futile arrogance
Waxen skin wishing for sun
One word muttered with utter conviction
“No.”
A rain of arrows
The cord of strength shatters
An avalanche of cheers

Crimson light washes away
Silence follows
A shaking figure stands
The coliseum falls to the ground
Unsteadily I sway on my feet
“I said, no.” 

Tuesday, July 26, 2011

A moment of electric words. Poetry

Good bye night

How can you say there will not be night?
The darkness masks us all
Letting us show the world truth
Night swaths our forms and shows
Only what we want
We are unbound by the chains of day
The chains of life and responsibility
Mortality and death; work and expectations
The chains rust and fall away at night
Giving me a moment to run wild
To turn feral, to howl at the moon
“I am powerful. I am beautiful. I am!”

How can you say there will not be night?
No running through the forest,
The scent of pine and fresh air lambasting
My face laughing in exhilaration
The foot stomping rowdiness that grabs
At passing trees and exults with nature
The soft glow of the moon illuminating
A lovers meadow filled with grass
That cushions while perpetually making it’s
Rough presence known through a thin nightgown

How can you say there will not be night?
The city streets packed with glitz and glitter
The writhing mass of humanity trying to throw it away
The pulsing beat of music
Pounding out the rhythm of souls, shouting
Out to the mass crowd
“You are not alone.”
The hypnotic sway of bodies lost in ecstasy
Group mentality that pulls out the lost memories
The single moment of icy clarity. I will die.

How can you say there will not be night?
Souls laugh and shriek, cy and rant
Fight and love; running round and round and round
The merry-go-round of fate spins out of control
The drop of time where my tree is seen without leaves
Where my eye’s curtains are thrown wide
Where my mask reveals the essence of me
My nature, my hatred, my love, my indifference
Where hopes and dreams fly, lives crash
And burn. Souls mate and never meet again.

How can you say there will not be night?
When that is the only time I am free to be me.