Chorus of Calamity

Chorus of Calamity

A Poem by BrianLove
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A worldly perspective on life. I don't feel this way anymore, but I was pretty sad for a time...

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Lifeless eyes, heartless eyes.

Watch them wane as time drifts by.

Haggard eyes, tortured eyes.

Witness them whimper amid the battle cry.

 

The war against aging never ailing,

The eyes see death all around,

Only to realize that they are mirrors.

The sight of slaughter is merely reflected.

The eyes die, but refuse to cry

Helpless eyes, hopeless eyes,

Watch the destruction of their own lives.

They see the end, but do not cry.

 

Stare into them and witness your own demise.

Hush, don’t make tears--everyone dies.

Your droplets of sorrow aren’t the cure.

Your droplets of stress, so demure.

There is no remedy,

There is no hope. 

 

Your sanguine droplets of death are

the only ones that sincerely fall.

“Drip-drop, drip-drop”

Like the beating of a heart.

Like the tune of the metronome;

a seemingly endless melody,

that comes to an abrupt halt.  

© 2015 BrianLove


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Added on February 12, 2015
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BrianLove
BrianLove

Los Angeles, CA



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My name is Brian. I'm a 17 year old guy who likes to write poetry. I usually write sonnets having to do with love. These poems are usually inspired from my own life experiences and feelings. more..

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