Requiem of Solemn

 

Requiem of Solemn
By: Adam M. Snow

 

The night when I closed my eyes;
I caressed the nightly skies,
but the stars had a toll on my heart,
their light dimmed since the nightly start.
But the twinkle of spring melody
henceforth sweet serenity played out as night went on;
erasing my existence before the dawn.

I lost all hope, all essence of this forth convalescence.
My soul weakens at sight of the morning star,
but my dreams rest on that lowly cloud afar.
Do I dare to wake and let my soul devour,
or shall I stay to rest my final hour?
That music once again played that sweet melody,
a simple chord just for me.

But how sweet the sound was,
it dragged my soul down again;
I'm left standing in front of my worldly sin.
I'm stuck with a choice, shall I choose Limbo or Hell,
but another calling echoes forth to tell.
This voice of reason whom to know,
such familiar tone it had bestow.

A vision appeared before my eyes;
t'was I whom was yet to've died.
"Have no fear." He said in jest.
But how can I when I'm at rest?
I am mesmerized by this soulless voice,
figures like myself who dances and rejoice.

I saw him reach into my breast,
grabbing forth my heart as he laughed in jest.
Ripping it out for me to see;
bearing my soul, now cast into the moonlit sea.
But as I gaze to wonder the woe of my humanity,
surely it's not enough to judge my sanity.
I look before the pass of where I stand,
just gazing out onto this misty land.

I feel the beating of my heart as it rested in my palm;
it shattered into black sand as the wind be calm.
The ground before me quaked before giving way,
shown a dark black pit with no sign of day.
An arm reached out as it grabbed my hand,
taking me now into a hellish land.

I am dragged down into this darkened abyss,
with the vision of my lowly self amiss.
He reached into my breast once more,
taking with him, my dreamful lore.

Fear whelmed me as I closed my eyes;
I caressed once more the nightly skies,
but the stars had a toll on my heart,
their light dimmed since the nightly start.
I woke from my slumber with a hole in my chest,
insanity held me as I laid to rest.

 

****TO BE CONTINUED IN "PESTILENTIAL SOLEMN"****

Author's Note

This is a poetry series called 'Series of Solemn' and there will be more poems, each continuing from the last. So read the first one before you read the next, because you may just miss out.

Reviews

[TL Boehm]

insanity held me as I laid to rest. Wow. Deep subject matter here. Well done.

[Amila Jay]

Love the write! Excellent work :))

[Coyote Poetry]

A very good opening chapter. I like the description and the strong statements.
"I'm stuck with a choice, shall I choose Limbo or Hell, but another calling echoes forth to tell."
Hard to know what is hell, or heaven sometimes? I enjoyed the opening chapter. A excellent chapter.
Coyote