Kiss of Death

sylviasearcher



There's a ringing 

It's stinging 

It's spinning

Me still

 

It's endless

But ending

It's stealing

Free will

 

There's a melody

It's harmony

It's pulling

Away

 

It's a poem

But a eulogy 

It pleads

Do not stay

 

There's a ringing

It's stinging

It's spinning

Me still

 

It's unending

But bending

My ears

Feel it's shrill

 

It's silent

But spoken

A Truth 

In disguise

 

It's calling

I'm falling

Instead

I must rise

 

There's a ringing

It's stinging

It's spinning

Me still

 

Like a knife

I sense it

It's edge 

Starts to kill 

 

Bleeding me gently

Pure and unfettered

Feeling you is all

I have never regretted

 

There's a ringing

It's stinging

It's spinning

Me still

 

Swirling

Whirling

Soft kisses

That kill

 

 

  • Author: sylviasearcher (Offline Offline)
  • Published: September 25th, 2018 08:09
  • Comment from author about the poem: I think its still a work in progress
  • Category: Unclassified
  • Views: 88
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  • Gogeta

    Fantastic poem and if it's still a work in progress I can't wait to see its conclusion. You have a great talent and I can't wait to read more 😊

    • sylviasearcher

      Thanks, I think I meant I was not quite happy with it. Maybe it is because the poems inspiration is one that makes me feel uneasy? It is endless and so the poem does not feel like it can end because the ringing does not end.

      How can you write an endless poem?

      Thanks for reading and commenting.

    • whisperingquill

      I think this is complete
      It's like the writer is battling
      A silent war within
      Their subconscious
      rising like an insurgent Nephilim

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