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Til “It's” Gone......
….it's not a whole lot left
62 -you ain't so far from view
I ain't so scared of death
and in my last breath
tinged with a sadness
spinning round
and round inside
this madness.....
….so much I want to say
time slowly drifts away
and
each and everyday
caught up in the fight
for my vision
my belief
of what is right
I am speaking
it's deafening.........this non-sequential sound of silence
(“Hello darkness my old friend......the visions planted in my brain still remain”)
Til it's gone
…...away
the dust blows
in remembrance
of this old, solitary man
who tried to do
all that he could
and in the grandest of schemes,
seems it didn't do anyone any good
“My mountain of things”
and did you remember
when I said
so many times that “I loved you”
and you never heard
the words I spoke
loud and clear
gone up in a wisp of smoke
and now the day folds into the night
now you look down on what's left of me trying to see with all your might
as the rain falls
all my tears
now faded away.......
…...and now it,
now I am
gone.
62 -you ain't so far from view
I ain't so scared of death
and in my last breath
tinged with a sadness
spinning round
and round inside
this madness.....
….so much I want to say
time slowly drifts away
and
each and everyday
caught up in the fight
for my vision
my belief
of what is right
I am speaking
it's deafening.........this non-sequential sound of silence
(“Hello darkness my old friend......the visions planted in my brain still remain”)
Til it's gone
…...away
the dust blows
in remembrance
of this old, solitary man
who tried to do
all that he could
and in the grandest of schemes,
seems it didn't do anyone any good
“My mountain of things”
and did you remember
when I said
so many times that “I loved you”
and you never heard
the words I spoke
loud and clear
gone up in a wisp of smoke
and now the day folds into the night
now you look down on what's left of me trying to see with all your might
as the rain falls
all my tears
now faded away.......
…...and now it,
now I am
gone.
Published 19th Nov 2021
| Edited 21st Nov 2021
Author's Note
My Epitaph.....
.....so many roads taken
and so many facades to be played
and as I scream, no one hears.........
.....I too am overshadowed by the sounds of silence. (overtones painted upon my soul by Paul and Art. How these timeless words ring true) https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DCtouot15cA
.....so many roads taken
and so many facades to be played
and as I scream, no one hears.........
.....I too am overshadowed by the sounds of silence. (overtones painted upon my soul by Paul and Art. How these timeless words ring true) https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DCtouot15cA
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20th Nov 2021 3:16am
So many things done, so many "what if'' but soon, no matter, we are gone.............
20th Nov 2021 4:16am
....thank you Robert. Sometimes it just seems that our existence is indeed pointless. No shape, no form and no meaningful explanation. Random and unfair. #apragmatistnightmare
20th Nov 2021 11:37pm
Awesome write, MrM. To me it's like life on life. Like being there but at times being part of the intangible. At least for me the poem speaks like that ..😊
22nd Nov 2021 3:08pm
I like the phrase "this non-sequential sound of silence". There's a gentle melancholy here, in the poem, that works.
30th Nov 2021 5:53am
I was completely caught up in the process of coming to turns with time slipping by, aging and yes, that sweet sense of melancholy that you absolutely found, perfectly with your pen.
It's a beautifully sad poem that we'll all have moments to relate to and potentially attempts to try and reconcile certain similar events.
Just an outstanding read.
Thank you, MrM
🌹 - B
It's a beautifully sad poem that we'll all have moments to relate to and potentially attempts to try and reconcile certain similar events.
Just an outstanding read.
Thank you, MrM
🌹 - B
