There he lays in his blackened room,
No light touches him
As his dark thoughts assail his mind,
Taking him down to the abyss of hell.
There he stands in the light of the world,
The darkness avoids him
As his mind is filled with glory,
Taking him up into natures heaven.
The two of them,
Opposite in nature,
But together in words.
His darkened thoughts move into reality
As his mind keeps falling,
Into the darkened chasm,
Which pulls life from him.
His enlightened thoughts move into reality,
His mind keeps rising,
Up into the star filled future,
Instilling more life into him.
The two of them,
Opposite in nature,
But together in words.
The blackness encroaches evermore,
Until his soul enters the ether.
The lightness abounds in him,
Freeing his soul into the ether.
The two souls approach,
And come together as one,
Normality prevails.
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Author:
Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: This idea came into my mind about 3 am this morning. Unsub and I often show the differing sides of dark and light in life, so I wrote these words for Unsub, and for us all.
- Category: Reflection
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Comments4
Andy,
This is a beautiful write and very much appreciated!
Iām positive our Hooded friend will appreciate it also!
A great clip to accentuate your poem.
Excellent work!
~Laura~
Love to Joyce and you!
Enjoy this beautiful day!
Thank you Laura, you are most kind.
The group playing are Red Priest and if you just listen to them without seeing them I reckon there are at least a dozen of them instead of just four, I have never yet been able to see them live but maybe one day.
I love their āhoodedā outfits. Very appropriate for your writeās intent!
Is the group named Red Priest because of Vivaldiās nickname...il Prete Rosso?
I hope youāll get to see them live.
Yes it is from Vivaldi's nickname, they play a great deal of his music.
Iāll check them out further!
Thank you!
We're part of the 'light brigade'. Nope, not the one at Balaclava in 1854, though we were both there too! I know we don't rubbish 'dark' poems, but we tend towards the light, and desire others to also š
Unsub is different , he is an excellent poet and in some ways we complement each other.
Something different and a super write Andy.
Thank you Michael, it is good to come out of the norm occasionally.
This is marvelous poem. Weird that the best ideas come at the oddest time of the day.
Thank you Alexander, it is surprising how many ideas and answers come to me at that time in the morning.
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