Forgotten

Not my usual style but still pretty good. (written last year, I like to think I write better now XD )

You, who watch, with an upward gaze,

Eyes more dull than the clouding sky.

The water swells over that frail body,

Your skin as pale as your bones.

 

You, who sees not, with gaunt cheeks,

Body of no use but food for fish.

The watch in your pocket tells the time,

But you no longer tell the story.

 

You, who had found much success,

Met the end so quickly.

The sea froth cared not of profit,

As it expanded of the body you once had.

 

But you, who claimed to be too young,

Still met the clutches of Death,

At the hand of the water that carried you.

Beware, all others, just as näive.

 

You, are forgotten.

Reviews

[Misery]

Nicely written, dear poet. What was your inspiration for this creation?

[BrynnaW.]

I had read the poem "Death By Water" and I'm a very descriptive person so how I see something in my mind I like to describe to give the reader a clear image and still give them a mystery/ question to ponder on. Thank you for reviewing! :)

[BrynnaW.]

Sorry, "Death By Water" was written by T.S. Elliot. I forgot to mention that.

[Misery]

You succeeded, the imagery is clear and the mystery is there.