To Be Alive

Depression paring relationships.

Eerie, lifeless pools absorb,

No refraction of such light;

That heralds tardy love within,

Keeps it far from sight.

Once mem’ries sweet, metabolized,

To feed the hungry pangs,

Of loneliness and willful loss,

 Opposed to rise again.

 

In slips of time, of photographs,

When hearts were joined and new;

When words were chosen kindly,

Adjustments far and few;

When radiance was so abound,

It burned within our eyes;

Now felled inside this lonesome pool,

In darkness, there it lies.

 

Yet prayers suspended in the thick,

Of nights that cannot quell,

Such longing of a spirit’s merge,

To comfort every cell.

My choice has come to face me now,

A dispatch fair and true.

Should I free my heart to waiting winds,

Or seek the depths with you?

 

I dream of eyes, such mirrors set,

That emit reflections�"own;

A place where you and I may dwell,

In peace, in love, a home.

Such dreams I must confess are scant,

For these, in nights, I’ve cried;

So I’ll sadly walk from morbid pools,

And choose to be alive.

Author's Note

Copyright 2010, Fegger (Thorn of the Rose)

Reviews

[Magdelena]

Amazing is what I call this. Your imagery was sheer perfection.. I became so lost inside your words..


Mags xx

[Poeticpiers]

Suicide is not the answer to bereft loneliness.You will be sumoned when it is your time.There are no shortcuts on lifes journey.To surrender only means you have to start again and repeat the lesson you failed to learn

[Coyote Poetry]

A powerful and strong poem. The statements made in this poem can stand alone if you desired. Last line is necessary. We must fight to be alive. Death will come when it desired. I like the ending. A outstanding poem.
Coyote

[KATHY SUE SILLS]

This was so beautifully written, the flow was remarkable!