I felt death last night
it passed me by
I don't know why
I felt sure the
overgrown path of
weeds and stubble
that I was forced to
walk on barefoot as
my heart did an
eratic death dance
while hot pain shot
up through every
fibre of my entire
being as I caught a
glance at the grim
dark cave with its
gaping maw seeming
to beckon me for the
kill, and I'm here still
laid out in my bed
with pain unending
wound unmending
but still here, am I
supposed to care
that death passed
me by, I can only
ask why?
I admit to a fright
But, it didn't last
I was angry that
it went by so fast
I wanted it to take me
to end this suffering
quickly no more misery
I appealed to
the Supreme
who answered me
with a dream:
I was descending
into the abyss
felt the wings
of a gorgons kiss
as they brushed
over me with glee
gloating on having
their way with me
horrified I could only
wait and see
Empty mouths and
eyes gaped at me
maniacal laughter
followed my journey
an incubus was beckoning
in the hellish pit of reckoning
paralyzed in total fear
until I screamed
" GET OUT OF HERE"
Answer:
"This is the death you wanted,
before its time my dear"
etw
God Bless
Michelle!
Birgit and Roger
love and peace, Carole
Reindeer
Death is nothing like writers, including some in the Holy Book, describe it, since they don't really know. I'm convinced. For me, death is the deserved sleep of a human being who has given life a good run for the years spent alive. Why not look at it as the sleep of sleep, letting go peacefully, without a worry about an afterlife?
Chances are that the Believers and the Non-believers will be greatly surprised in the hereafter. But, why contemplate, anticipate, worry or care atall? What can who do... about our reaching the deep sleep of death with dignity?
- Bill
Hope you feel better soon!!
Love Tinka
Just dropped in to read one of yours,this one is indeed very chilling and excellent in its wording and pace.As always I am never disappointed by your genius and mastery of words.
Top notch poetry.
Love and best wishes to you and yours always
from
your fan and friend
Kay.
(hugs)
You have been given a glimpse of that illusion called Death, but the redeeming hand of the Almighty has plenty more work for you to do here on your earthly pilgrimage, Eileen !
The Ancients depict dreams of Death as a Spiritual Rebirth or Renaissance....Yours is just beginning !
Love and Light
Peter
Absolutely chilling; I hope that you find relief from the pain soon! You are in my prayers!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :(
A powerful write, chilling in its telling. You may have saved many lives today. For that, I thank you. Excellent!
Extra prayers and (((((HUGS))))) for you this evening, and much love, Karla.
Love,
Susan
Love, Jo