Arena

Behold the winter this fever has awoken.

But I still look in the mirror.

To make sure I still have the token;

To make sure I can still touch the Pillar.

 

Light the fire, would you?

Spread the ashes, so someone would see

The beauty of who I someday might be…

But never got around to.

But what IS never? Just someday,

That’s never gonna happen, except on a day…

  That’s tucked safely away.

 

I am nothing without my memories.

                                         What a painful blessing…

Doomed to chase the propitious reveries

That others died for. Did they stop obsessing?

 

I wonder -  lies and situational truths  -

Is it one and the same?

So carefully managed by the Destiny’s sleuths

That have played this game

                                             Much longer than us.

 

But who is the winner

Of this circular nothingness?

Sinner or beginner

Trying to impress

 

The future.

 

Don’t they know? Once future touches present,

 It becomes past.

 

Author's Note

Reviews

[Rye]

Life is full of circles, This is so good, makes one ponder about their life choices.

[Ana B.]

Thank you :)

[Carthage Thorne| The Wi..]

The only thing I was not able to connect was the poem to the song, and how they go together... was it this song that inspired the poem?

In any case... this is a rather beautiful poem. I love the concept, and was very much intrigued by how you structured the end there. Suits the poem rather well.

[Ana B.]

Yes, it pretty much inspired the poem. Thank you for the kind words :)

[Carthage Thorne| The Wildcard]

You are more than welcome. I must say that is very neat, certainly a delight learning what is the core inspiration behind a writer's work.

[Ana B.]

Thank you :) I must admit that 90% of my writing are a result of listening to a song...

[Carthage Thorne| The Wildcard]

That is awesome! For me it is either music, a film, or a circumstance/event that I found quite memorable.

[Ana B.]

This site is really weird - here I am writing a bunch of stuff in comment only for it to delete itself. What i wanted to say that i prefer to keep my detachment in my work, that way anyone can interpret it how they choose, and music is a great helper. I like good movies, they are great material for writing.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

life is full of circles, the world is round...and relationships seem to center also on that idea. What goes a Round, comes a Round...
and history repeats because of the circle...we live in it and a Round each other...
it's part of us and we are part of it.
j.

[Ana B.]

Thank you for stopping by, Jacob.