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Empty
Things just don't taste the same
as flowers drift aimlessly
on the outsides of my grave
there's no dancing
and songs get in the way
tommorow didn't start
but it's long long gone
I hear the raven and the crow
blackness it descends
I still see but it's dark
each passage blowing thru the breeze
even the devil tried to sell back my soul
I'm stiff, I'm cold
so cold
so very very cold
the march was merry
but I lie broken, unattended
pile, upon pile
the shovel weeps with dirt
as flowers drift aimlessly
on the outsides of my grave
there's no dancing
and songs get in the way
tommorow didn't start
but it's long long gone
I hear the raven and the crow
blackness it descends
I still see but it's dark
each passage blowing thru the breeze
even the devil tried to sell back my soul
I'm stiff, I'm cold
so cold
so very very cold
the march was merry
but I lie broken, unattended
pile, upon pile
the shovel weeps with dirt
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Re. Empty
6th Apr 2019 3:37pm
"tommorow didn't start
but it's long long gone"
... those words hit me; I know them only too well.
but it's long long gone"
... those words hit me; I know them only too well.
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Re. Empty
6th Apr 2019 3:42pm
Love these lines:
" even the devil tried to sell back my soul "
" the shovel weeps with dirt "
Love the dark descriptions, Brother
" even the devil tried to sell back my soul "
" the shovel weeps with dirt "
Love the dark descriptions, Brother
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Re: Re. Empty
6th Apr 2019 3:58pm
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6th Apr 2019 8:37pm
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6th Apr 2019 9:34pm
"The shovel weeps with dirt" is the line that resonates most with me. The conclusion to a fine poem.
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6th Apr 2019 9:39pm
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6th Apr 2019 11:55pm
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Anonymous
7th Apr 2019 12:14pm
i'm going to echo the "last line club" above...
... it well written in its entirety
but that conclusion ~
it's like lungsful ov earth
beneath my ribs
i do believe i'm breathless now
... it well written in its entirety
but that conclusion ~
it's like lungsful ov earth
beneath my ribs
i do believe i'm breathless now
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Re: Re. Empty
7th Apr 2019 12:19pm
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Anonymous
8th Apr 2019 4:58pm
"the shovel weeps with dirt"... Damn, that is heavy. I'm reading this poem and my mind keeps seeing darkness but also that line from Dr. Seuss..."How did it get so late so soon?" This is a gorgeous write
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Re: Re. Empty
8th Apr 2019 5:00pm
Thanks dearest Willow, it's how I felt after a two day bender, a friend was visiting.