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Put Out the Light

- Put Out the Light -

If the stars be in the heavens high, and sparkling,
And thence if my heart is vexed by some tragedy�
It makes me jealous of their light, and harkening:
Unto that darksome thought, I am led to villainy!
Put out the light, and put out the light I do declare.
For, once the light of the stars shines not longer�
Their twin, in my bosom, I will not have to share.
And what agony is mine shall grow not stronger!
Do I compare my pain to starlight with such art?
Mayhap it is the skill of a true bard, to think thus!
And so does even sorrow move me with its� part.
For, even wicked thoughts must be a part of us!

Am I so base because I give mine vent in poetry?
Nay, for all who live in creation are oft the same.
It is the darker part of what some call humanity!
In knowing this, I feel absolved of all my shame.
And methinks I would miss the stars that shine�
If some mighty hand were to those lamps douse.
I would not wish that, even to cease pains mine!
For I am not a vengeful god in a distant house�
I am a woman of heart, soul, and caring nature,
Though wounded, by slings and arrows, of fate.
Embracing my torments, I have become mature,
Not passing childish in all my imaginings, of late.

The stars remain, their light eternal and inspiring,
But my hurts will fade, until I feel some comfort.
The universe continues, without ever so expiring,
Never put out by the hands of a most cruel sort.
We are blessed for having not cosmic powers�
For in meaning to ease their suffering one could,
Hasten the coming of the most terrible of hours!
Though I am not such a violent soul who would.
Far would I prefer to kindle new light: far fairer,
If the old should start to dim, from falling tears�
Caused by the mistaken nature, of human error!
Though I suffer I would thus ease others� fears.

Let us gaze now therefore at the stars of even�
For the eventide, of night, is caressing my heart.
Too long have I dwelt in solitude, thus grieving!
For all the evils wrought by those of wicked art.
I shall raise my sword and declare my triumph�
Having conquered my weeping, with sheer will!
Putting out the light, would not ever be enough,
For we must overcome evil, with a gentle skill�
The knowledge of self and of what can endure.
Would that all could see this truth, and benefit�
But there are some who always crave for more!
Their souls be restless, and so shall eternally flit.

Written by Kou_Indigo

(Karam L. Parveen-Ashton)

Published 27th Jul 2012

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Re: Put Out the Light

Kou_Indigo (Karam L. Parveen-Ashton)

27th Jul 2012 4:07am

Like my previous poem, "Dark Feeling", this was written to vent a bit how I was feeling after going through a lot of hard times of late.

The photo is a larger one of me in my Victorian outfit. Larger than the one I used for the illustration of "Dark Feeling". I thought that my expression, as well as the heavy shadows in the photo, went well with the mood of these poems.