Abyss

Abyss

A Poem by Doodley
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Sometimes it calls me here

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He walks through the realms across the boundaries of time,
He seeks not himself but a sweet love so divine.


Through meadows and forests and gardens touched by dew,
He drives himself onwards for the very thought of you.


His mind is not certain and in his smile does he hide,
The truth of his sorrow, the pains of his pride.


The wounds of his past like a scar does he wear,
In the dark of his heart does it breed, fester there.


Into this here clearing he stumble's upon,
The end of his journey, the last of his song.


His body is weary, his life force is spent,
In one last illusion he imagines Love's scent;


The caress of her touches, the kisses in her sighs,
The swell of her breasts, the pleasures within her thighs.


From the sweetness of dreaming like a hammer to his chest,
Does reality strike him; to scold him, not jest;


Of the things he has lost, of the things he can't provide,
Of the futility of hope in a world full of lies.


In the darkness and dimness in it's brutality, blue,
He clutches, he grasps, he cries out for you!


When he feels no sweet kisses, hears no Siren's song,
He knows in his depths that he doesn't belong.


At the edge of the Abyss, shrouded in lies,
He stands there, forlorn, then he sits and he cries.

© 2017 Doodley



Author's Note

Doodley
This poem came on the crest of a tidalwave of mixed emotions. It is a little darker than my usual work, so please forgive me that.
Any comments would be appreciated.

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"Abyss"
Doodley,
"He walks through the realms through the boundaries of time; he seeks not himself but a sweet love so divine."
What a beautiful opening line. The "abyss" will show itself later but I find it complex and tanalyzing how the fresh memory of this love-subject is what holds the memory together.
"In the darkness and dimness in it's brutality, blue, He clutches, he grasps, he cries out for you!
Desire for beauty and longing to be affirmed in love is so much a part of our humanness.
Reality is not wanted and I feel for this one.
"At the edge of the abyss, shrouded in lies,
He stands there, forlorn, then he sits and he cries."
Great poem Doodley.
Blessings to you,
Kathy


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Posted 7 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Doodley

7 Months Ago

Thank you for reading and reviewing this older write, Kathy. I appreciate the time and kind words.



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Merry Christmas., I hope this December has been good to you!

Posted 7 Months Ago


"Abyss"
Doodley,
"He walks through the realms through the boundaries of time; he seeks not himself but a sweet love so divine."
What a beautiful opening line. The "abyss" will show itself later but I find it complex and tanalyzing how the fresh memory of this love-subject is what holds the memory together.
"In the darkness and dimness in it's brutality, blue, He clutches, he grasps, he cries out for you!
Desire for beauty and longing to be affirmed in love is so much a part of our humanness.
Reality is not wanted and I feel for this one.
"At the edge of the abyss, shrouded in lies,
He stands there, forlorn, then he sits and he cries."
Great poem Doodley.
Blessings to you,
Kathy


"

Posted 7 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Doodley

7 Months Ago

Thank you for reading and reviewing this older write, Kathy. I appreciate the time and kind words.
I like it as is but was startled a bit at the sad ending. I was seeing my dad search Heaven for my mom until the end,. Valentine

Posted 1 Year Ago


Doodley

1 Year Ago

Thank you for reading.
I like it. The "warrior" spirit searching the world for someone to have and hold as their own, that could love him for all his past and scars. I love your detailed description of the flow of emotions. He displays persistence, or maybe denial, because he continues to search despite everything. Anger, because he’s failed to find what he’s looking for. Hope, for when he thinks he may have stumbled upon it. Vitality and love’s warmth as he imagines all the good things that comes with love. Then hurt, resentment, and grief when it doesn’t last.
It’s sad and yes, a little dark, but I really liked it. It is a great piece. Good Job!


Posted 2 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Doodley

2 Years Ago

Thank you for reading and reviewing, Chaos. A very perceptive and thoughtful review of this poem. We.. read more
Being without your love
there is nothing more painful
the heart sits in the dark waiting
calculated the unknowns
thinking the mind into insanity

there is so much beauty in your darkness

Posted 2 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Doodley

2 Years Ago

Thank you, Nisreen, for reading and reviewing, once again. I am sure you are familiar with the feeli.. read more
the lover has lost his beloved - he still ponders, thinks about what might could have been, but reality sets in - you've described very well the stages of grief - he mourns, seemingly endlessly about her - this isn't the kind of feeling and situation i'd like to be in - because i have all ready been there before

best,
steph

Posted 2 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Doodley

2 Years Ago

Thank you for another read/review, Steph. This poem is actually about the failure to find love, hope.. read more
highonwords

2 Years Ago

i'm glad you didn't leap into the abyss - glad you've held on, my friend :) always be well, jasonread more
I enjoyed the poem. Took the reader on a journey of learning utopia to learning loneliness.
"When he feels no sweet kisses, hears no Sirens song,
He knows in his depths that he doesn't belong."
Those muses and sirens teach us lessons. Good and bad. Thank you Doodley for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote


Posted 2 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Doodley

2 Years Ago

Haha. You are reviewing up a storm today, Coyote. This was a very dark time in my life. Yes, muses a.. read more
Coyote Poetry

2 Years Ago

You are welcome Doodley.
This is really. Good. And its true

Posted 2 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Doodley

2 Years Ago

Thank you for reading my work, Caycie. Welcome to writerscafe, and my poetic domain. Send any read r.. read more
Cleverly worded with a good rhyme scheme. I felt the possibilities, disappointments and loss.

Regards,
Al

Posted 2 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Doodley

2 Years Ago

As did i, Alfred, as did i. Thank you as always for taking the time to read and review my writing. I.. read more
So pained is the mind that has lost 'The One' that it plays tricks on itself for comfort - like the human reaction to self-hug in crises.
A desolate soul almost ghostlike without the other half who made them whole.
Well written piece Doodley , filled with imagery that resonates.

Posted 2 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Doodley

2 Years Ago

Thank you, Anto, for your continued support of my writing. This was a very dark piece of poetry for .. read more

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