Poem -
Empty the stubborn suicide
Sunlight at night - in a cemetary of feasting
Burnt Embers
yet still peeling this organic heated dried decision
planned execution -as raining thoughts in tiny needle capsules
pierce the doubtful saviours grave,
Slowly the flesh I removed
slumps into decay
brushed past these lovers claws
beyond my wicked imagination
light starts to filter within its
cage of molten bone
wall colours become a dull fraction
yet to be even worked upon
dust-filled granite smiles
gleam out of frames
and created silhouettes set sail
Ghostly forgotten
the unseen print left on the dirt track
sets as the clinging memory
waits
regimented silence
in spaces
and I
just another dimension
another called space
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Eloquently written. I do hope this is written purely from creativity and you are not feeling suicidal. Suicide is as they say, a permanent solution. Please reach out to Samaritans or to friends. Hugs x
thanx, I have a circle -lived many dark times and situations hence I write dark I suppose?--I feel everyday