Forevermore to Nevermore

Forevermore to Nevermore

A Poem by Emily Dickinson Jr.

I find myself in an empty room
The world is quiet and I have to go
To leave this space forevermore
To enter a place of nevermore
With fields of green and purple 
Lilacs bouncing on the breast
Of swirling winds and honey airs
To Rainbow skys abound
Forget the shackles of the here 
Unto Earth 
A prison I shan't bear
Take unto me a holy air
And as I rise into the sky
Away from all that pass me by 
I fondly leave and do not cry
For celestial arms welcome me 
By and by
To Warmth of heart and settled mind
Of which I've never known in kind
Never again shall I go back 
To my world of past so black
For in this world shall never be
My keenly felt conformity
My body in white walls abhorred
Left behind while my spirit soared
No binds on that, no puckered skin
No rejection as it is forced in
No games to play with white lab coats
No pain rising through my throat
Now as I lay in cloudy arms
My eyes glassed over and my heartbeat gone
My limbs are unstrapped and I know I've won
As the fires take both on beyond 

© 2013 Emily Dickinson Jr.


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dark and deep but very lovely piece of write :) keep writing :)

Posted 10 Years Ago


I really like this.
We all feel like our life is a burden rather than a gift at times. Don't we all enjoy dreaming of liberation from the chains?
You've penned this strife beautifully. Great job!

Posted 10 Years Ago


Dark and lovely. I loved it.

Posted 10 Years Ago


Deep and dark. I like your implications here. As in, the way you deliver your message is really nice. It is a common feeling to want to end life. You've written it nicely.

Posted 10 Years Ago


Excellent... Splendid work.. Profound and very deep:) awesome job:)

Posted 10 Years Ago


not only the thoughts were superb but the rhyming was excellent too...

Posted 10 Years Ago


Wow, a thought evoking piece. I enjoyed this one so much, thanks for sharing.

Posted 10 Years Ago


It evokes a sense of dreaming. I loved the whimsical play at words and the ethereal feel of your words. It was a masterpiece.

Posted 10 Years Ago


I love the afterlife-like feel.

Posted 10 Years Ago



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Emily Dickinson Jr.
Emily Dickinson Jr.

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Im just a highschool girl. Writing is my hobby and I think Im fairly good at it but I leave you to be the judge of that. :-) my best short stories are: http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/poisinros.. more..

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