DNR
Where's your darkness
to disturb silent room
of a life sentenced
prisoner in my head,
arms and legs
weigh me down
anchored in such a state
lying hopeless
nothing but gravity to blame.
Sun light laughs
through shaded window cracks
taunting from the outside world
knows...There's no coming back.
With blank stare
the skin grows ash to wind
floats away as dust
watch, myself slowly breathing it in,
why can't I molt
from shell?
Instead bypassing go
landing straight into bloody hell,
with no way to force-feed the body
when soul is full.
Where are you
to touch me numb
make a heart flat-line
dream divine,
telling riotous wild stories
deep chuckles cannot
surpass the throat,
miss yous said plenty
tears are oceans
welling up inside me;
Her kisses give me wings
soaring prayers
spare thee winds,
goodbyes, good tunes
of strings plucked
my songs unsung....
follow signs love
I'm DNR
now pull the plug.
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Hey DEVON!!......this is a killer write bro ~ no pun intended.......I LOVE all the imagery and thoughts that may cross the mind in its awareness of passing.......its awareness that Do Not Resucitate was the desire......"my songs unsung.." ~ VERY cool.......smokin' grooves.......smokin' ass grooves brother......ALL STARS.......LOVED it!!.......talk to ya soon!!........peace .......T xo
Haha a killer write. Thanks big bro! Means a lot to get a comment, I feel like there is something missing from my writes lately....I don't kow but I appreciate this. Love and peace T.
Simply amazing write.
Wishing you all the best !
:)
Many many thanks Richard my friend and same to you fellow poet. Peace.
Peace to you.
:)
Wow Devon,
I know exactly where you are coming from, for I've been there a few times and I learned a valuable lesson. No woman is worth pulling the plug for. As the old saying goes, "Tis better to have loved and lost, than to never have loved at all". So remove that "DNR" sign, and seek a new, truer love. Then plug into her, hopefully, forever.
Peace and Love, my Poetic Brother,
xox Larry
Very interesting take pr interpretation you took on this.....I like it. I can definitely see it as a metaphor. If I had a nickel for every time I was about to pull the plug I would mosg certainly be rich. Peace Larry.