Extinguish

sylviasearcher

An empty forgotten church 

Welcomed a soul lost in his search

With stained windows fading and broken

Into emptiness where only silence was spoken 

 

He trudged with a heart full of dark

Heavy boots on stone aisle left his mark

A stain that would never be clean

Dark footprints to show where he'd been

 

Winds whispered through emptiness

Sweet orchestra sung of endlessness

Compelled; perhaps enchanted by her spell

His heart became heavy, when at her alter he fell

 

Though the darkness filled his eyes

He sensed beyond her dark disguise

She painted pictures in his mind

Designs only ever his to find

 

He quenched the desert of his heart

Knelt within her darkest part

He saw his hands begin to glow

With knowledge only he could know

 

He reached with certain apprehension

His burning hand, a candle's flame set in motion

Her soul was on fire, like the rising of the dead 

Fierce flame burning, his heart filled with dread

 

As the flame lit up the secrets of darkness

It began to ignite a rage he could not harness

As she set fire to alter and pew

His eyes were filled with sights no man knew

 

He awoke from the nightmare safe in his bed

But visions of her fire tormented his head

Years would pass, yet the smoke still spanned

Across countries and oceans, invading his land

 

Whispering to him and to his kin too

Speaking of things that only he knew

Begging and pleading to burn in her fire

Or cast oceans to drown her and end her desire

 

Illumination that came from his touch

Unleashing a fire that was always too much 

Screaming with flames that cannot be put out

Longing to go back to alone and cast out

 

 

Too much to survive

Too much to extinguish 

She's burning alive

For fire in his fingers

 

Too much to survive

Too much to extinguish

Please take her soul

And grant her forgiveness 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

  • Author: sylviasearcher (Offline Offline)
  • Published: October 5th, 2018 08:32
  • Comment from author about the poem: Still not quite happy with it
  • Category: Unclassified
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Comments1

  • Unobtrusive Sun

    This is the first of yours I've read. Great work! You tell a very engaging story, laced with speculative wordplay. It was a pleasure to read!

    • sylviasearcher

      Thank you for reading and your kind comment. My poems seem lost lately. It's good to know someone has taken something from reading one 🙂



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