Macabre images
Dance on the floor
In through the Keyhole
And under the door
On the edge of consciousness
Vexing anxiety
Overwhelming futility
Abandoning sobriety
Lost hope
Diminished dreams
Into the caldron
Admonishment beams
The punishment fits
The crime it provoked
To get to this point
Happiness revoked
Succumbing to darkness
Like a baby swaddled
To disappear in eternity
And never be coddled
Alone in the dust
My corpse breaks down
Recycle complete
God ceases to frown
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Author:
Chagrined (Pseudonym) (
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Comments4
This is a great rhyme! Evokes feelings of sadness but at the same time I am so glad to see another poet with talent like yours!
That is very kind of you! Thanks so much, Christina.
Wonderful write but that darkness can be overcome as the light is always there.
Welcome to MPS.
Thanks for reading!
You know reading this again from a far was enabled me to appreciate it even more.
I wonder about the cycle within. It reminded me of a wave, relentless, inevitable but it will retreat and may even leave new treasure to be discovered on your shore 😌
New treasures eh... what might those be? @sylviasearcher. Thanks for reading....again!
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