Cemetery

Cemetery

A Poem by LazerRays

I lay here in the Cemetery
With the stars above the night
The stones on every side of me
Casting shadows from the light

Surrounded by a Gothic fence
Of black iron towering so
Keeping the dead inside
-And keeping me all alone

My hand clutching my stomach
Of a bloody bullet wound
Or so my crazy mind would picture
In a state of vulnerable hues

Lying in this same spot now
Pondering the universe in my head
And thinking psychotically
About me hanging with the dead

For soon I'll be absorbed
Into the ground like the rest
With an epitaph so bitter-sweet
And state of mind so blessed

© 2020 LazerRays


Author's Note

LazerRays
What happens when u have a fucked up mind. Also I reference Holden Caulfield in the bullet wound

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This hangs together very well Sarah. It's very hard to read this just as a poem though when you can't help reading between the lines at all the angst and pain of an outsider. I've felt a bit like that myself at times and it can seem that others are having all the fun. What makes us different can seem like a puzzle but we must try to be unapologetic and say 'this is me'. The reality is there are lots of us and there are better ways of booking up now. Personally I discovered that I was bipolar years ago and that helped kept my earlier life in context. By the way I like graveyards too.
All the best.
Alan

Posted 5 Years Ago


LazerRays

5 Years Ago

Thank you Alex for that lovely review :D
I'm glad you could feel the emotions in here. I'm s.. read more
Dear Sarah,
This is dark, but pleasingly so, to me. Dwelling in the cemetery is something I've always liked to do because it keeps me grounded in that moist, cool earth there, under the billowy Banyan trees, as I read the headstones to entertain myself and face my inevitable fate. I was left to die by my own once too but I lingered, half alive, half dead, so you can safely presume I am undead and this is my spot of choice for unwinding. But I'll hang around on earth and kick a*s for as much time as I please and till I get tired of it. Haha. I really enjoyed this very descriptive, eloquent little sojourn in the cemetery, my only suggestion: Take a flask of coffee and some biscuits with you my dear. Enjoyed! Loved! Appreciated!

Posted 5 Years Ago


LazerRays

5 Years Ago

Hahaha! I will definitly take some coffee and biscuits! What was I thinking; going without them? :D<.. read more
Dhara_Ditzy Kat

5 Years Ago

Meow meow...I feel better now. We need to be well nourished to walk around half-dead!
LazerRays

5 Years Ago

Agreed! :D hahaha
Excellent writing, love the imagery, love Poe.

Posted 5 Years Ago


LazerRays

5 Years Ago

I'm glad you like Poe: he's a fine poet :)
Thanks for your review!
Had the ones who rejected you noticed your talent for poetry and writing, they may have thought different. I used to play in a cemetery on the next block over from me. It was a place of comfort.

Great poem, Sarah.

Posted 5 Years Ago


LazerRays

5 Years Ago

Thank you for those kind words. But people these days think creativity isn't cool anymore. It's all .. read more
What a wonderful poem. Sad and filled with heartache and also happiness in the darkness and being around the end. A yingYang of so many emotions. Wrapped inside an exceptional poem.

Posted 5 Years Ago


LazerRays

5 Years Ago

Thank you :) that review is very appriciated.
Very cool, dark thoughts are always the most vivid and passionate. I love it, the light might represent life but darkness is the source of birth. I really enjoyed how you embarrassed darkness as a vessel of creation.

Posted 5 Years Ago


LazerRays

5 Years Ago

Thank you dude! Your comment made me all warm and happy inside :D
yeah- dark does produce som.. read more
Very unique and interesting piece . Sometimes the dead can be more fun than the living specially in this decade. Overall a very cool piece.

Posted 5 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

LazerRays

5 Years Ago

thank you so much for the review
Sean M. Addams

5 Years Ago

No problem
Home is where you make it. It doesn't matter what your home means to other people. They can judge and mock you all they want because in the end, it's where you're most at peace. It's no different than people going to bars to congregate with the living. You feel at peace with the Earth and who better to share it with than the people in the Earth? Nice piece! I love it!

Posted 5 Years Ago


LazerRays

5 Years Ago

Is that slipknot your profile pic? Thanks for your review an yeah, it's not suppossed to matter... B.. read more
Genius. This reminds of my life also. There used to be a graveyard near by the house I grew up in. A separate part of it was also a playground so I spent a lot of time there growing up. Even recently I have occasionally walked through that graveyard and looked at the graves and wondered about the people about their lives and families.

Posted 5 Years Ago


LazerRays

5 Years Ago

Oh that interesting. A graveyard with a playground- never heard of one before! That sounds super rad.. read more
light and ashes

5 Years Ago

Yeah, it was pretty cool...my grandmother is buried there now. I just always accepted it as being no.. read more
There is something magical about graveyards.
I don't know if it's the diversity of the graves.
But I've had a few good discussions in the graveyard.
Plus, the advice given out is invaluable.

Posted 5 Years Ago


LazerRays

5 Years Ago

Thank you Paul! Yeah, cemeteries are amazing :)
thanks for your review :D

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