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On The Precipice (Collab with Nightspirit)
whimsical and unrelenting
are the voices in my head
speaking volumes of dreary idioms
demanding courtesy and respect
be it here or there or everywhere
but nowhere shall I be
to be forever confined in darkness
without a light to see
encased in arrant dismay
to the misty-fogs delight
my soul awoke today
with skin so cold and white
awaiting for an open door
as I walk from bed to ledge
dismissing the mysticism and lore
soon ill dance with nimble Death
to love ones of this world
i dare not say goodbye
knowing that if do
I will surely and sorely cry
I just and must leave them be
as my will to die slowly creeps
for I long to say hello to the underworld
and sleep in lifeless peace
be it here or there or anywhere
but nowhere shall I be
so my spirit shall again be free
I end my lonesome world with true vivacity
my only life I leave behind
so lost without a clue
for in death without a breath
from the world I only knew
so upon the edge
all alone in the dark night sky
awaiting here racked in fear
as I leap to my demise
the misty-fog has cleared
shedding flesh of misery
my demons forever released
on the precipice of yesteryear memories
(Entered in 'Collaboration' competition)
are the voices in my head
speaking volumes of dreary idioms
demanding courtesy and respect
be it here or there or everywhere
but nowhere shall I be
to be forever confined in darkness
without a light to see
encased in arrant dismay
to the misty-fogs delight
my soul awoke today
with skin so cold and white
awaiting for an open door
as I walk from bed to ledge
dismissing the mysticism and lore
soon ill dance with nimble Death
to love ones of this world
i dare not say goodbye
knowing that if do
I will surely and sorely cry
I just and must leave them be
as my will to die slowly creeps
for I long to say hello to the underworld
and sleep in lifeless peace
be it here or there or anywhere
but nowhere shall I be
so my spirit shall again be free
I end my lonesome world with true vivacity
my only life I leave behind
so lost without a clue
for in death without a breath
from the world I only knew
so upon the edge
all alone in the dark night sky
awaiting here racked in fear
as I leap to my demise
the misty-fog has cleared
shedding flesh of misery
my demons forever released
on the precipice of yesteryear memories
(Entered in 'Collaboration' competition)
Published 11th Jan 2012
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Our life is like the poster pinned in the wall of death. Some wear and tear away with time and age.But i want to know why does God take off some posters not that old ruthlessly,can't he see our life attached(pinned posters together) to others.Amazing work Jordanne and Nightspirit.All the best for the competition.
12th Jan 2012 1:55am
AVP8:)
Good things real life isn't a poster lol. Thanks for the wellwishes and your comment.
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Good things real life isn't a poster lol. Thanks for the wellwishes and your comment.
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12th Jan 2012 10:55am
I wanted to show life(vibrant)in contrast with death(murky walls of reality)is all.My aunt's death really makes me question this.
12th Jan 2012 11:38am
Rakhi
:) yh your verse was nice/quirky!! i wouldnt have even thought to relate vibrant life to details of poster.
Its a bit ironic cz majority of persons fear death like a plague and a very small amount of persons wish death to come rapidly. i knew a few people in high school who committed suicide and with this i tried to portray their side... its not that they didnt love the people around them but living in this world had no effect and the pain/loneliness was too great to bear. To them they werent living they were dying and felt ultimately that the opposite would be true if they died.
All that said... thats what inspired me to write my side but Night's stanza's sealed it.
:) yh your verse was nice/quirky!! i wouldnt have even thought to relate vibrant life to details of poster.
Its a bit ironic cz majority of persons fear death like a plague and a very small amount of persons wish death to come rapidly. i knew a few people in high school who committed suicide and with this i tried to portray their side... its not that they didnt love the people around them but living in this world had no effect and the pain/loneliness was too great to bear. To them they werent living they were dying and felt ultimately that the opposite would be true if they died.
All that said... thats what inspired me to write my side but Night's stanza's sealed it.
12th Jan 2012 6:20am
12th Jan 2012 11:39am
VASS:)
thank you for the read and for taking the time to comment-- appreciated.
[rubix]
thank you for the read and for taking the time to comment-- appreciated.
[rubix]
