Rousing Melancholy

I lose myself to the clutches of my dreams

As my subconscious plays a sweet melody

Fed with greedy hands on my melancholy

And creates a vision of a sad harmony

 

As the world expands, a barrier closes in

The walls of my conscious bind it tight

Like an infinite cage, a mighty sight

With the gleam of a door set right apart

 

The door, it opens with despairing calm

And a man in black robes comes out

With a sigh and a heave of the scythe

He utters words never before heard

 

He then walks to me, swings that weapon

And I hear words of utter disdain

A lengthy monologue of death and despair

Devoid of mirth, chaotic in its calm

 

I shudder as I stare into his eyes

Cold sweat runs down my spine

A feeling of emptiness engulfs me

And I fall to the floor in utter defeat

 

As I crawl at his feet, a slash echoes

My world turns upside down

And I hang on tight from the ceiling

As images of chaos flash before me

 

The first image that I see

Is of a world devastated by war

Everything is dead, earth destructed

And I stand alone in the midst of ruin

 

The second image appears right after

And it speaks of a dystopia, ruled

By savages with no morals and ethics

A world overrun with pseudo peace

 

The third image shows my world

A vacant existence of avarice, full

Of the very same savages in suits

As they run this cornucopia of misfits

 

The ceiling then gives way and I fall

Into the abyss below as my arms flail

In desperation to grab hold of the

Fleeting peace and warm relations

 

A hand appears and tries to hold me

But the abyss pulls me away even as

More hands appear in an attempt to

Break my fall and I stop before I hit the ground

Author's Note

Haven't written anything in a while so i have no idea how this turned out...tell me what you think!

Reviews

[sakshi arora]

i have to say when i began reading i was confirmed it would be a splendid write :) kudos

[Sid]

Thank you for the read and review!

[Mark]

nicely Apocalyptic! I really enjoyed the lines about 'savages in suits' and 'cornucopia of misfits'. :)

[Sid]

Thank you Mark, glad you like it!

[Salar Majak]

welcome back :)
"He then walks to me, swings that weapon

And I hear words of utter disdain

A lengthy monologue of death and despair

Devoid of mirth, chaotic in its calm''
i read this with the lights in my room fluttering, that gave it more creepy image
it hurts to behold what the world had turned out to be in the end, feels just not worth it.
welcome back

[Sid]

It does, doesn't it! Thank you for the read and review Sal and it's good to be back! :)

[Coyote Poetry]

Feel like a Dante's inferno journey. I like the feel of the Mad Max movie. If we don't change our ways. Your dreams could come true one day.
"Everything is dead, earth destructed
And I stand alone in the midst of ruin"
Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[Sid]

Thank you for the read and review!