How Shall I Feel Upon My Dark Demise

A villanelle about death!

how shall i feel upon my dark demise

the night i do dread from time to time

when the sun for me will no longer rise

 

will the night Air be cool or stab my eyes

will i hear the Angel’s voices in rhyme

how shall i feel upon my dark demise

 

my last glimpse upward to the Stars and Skies

like the days of old, the moon will not mime

when the sun for me will no longer rise

 

will i fall or ascend; what is my prize

in this life i have committed no crimes

how shall i feel upon my dark demise

 

through my entire life with all my tries

this plan of His, i wont finish the climb

when the sun for me will no longer rise

 

i’ve been beaten to pulp with all the lies

i’ll fight to the death because that’s who i’m

how shall i feel upon my dark demise

when the sun for me will no longer rise

Author's Note

Capitalization is on purpose!

Reviews

[Jessica]

i love the capitalization, it makes it unique and adds emphasis to what you're trying to say. i also love the rhyming of this poem. your conflicting feelings show and it's very well-written :]