Resuscitate

rebellion_in_sanity

I got this feeling 
Should stay here for a while 
I got this feeling 
Should wait to see your smile 
I got this feeling 
Moon will sail through the clouds
I got this feeling 
We shall overcome somehow 

 

Remembrance of  those eyes 
Pouring liquid fire 
Running wild to her
In my burning desire

 

My enemy dragged me away
From my undying love
Enemy made me walk a road 
So far from her

 

Enemy's face, I struggled to see
My mind was bound in ropes
Didn't let me breath free
So many faces flashing by
Someday I found my enemy 
Hidden inside my mind

 

The "has been's and 'were's
I want to resuscitate them from dead
I want to be in the warm embrace 
Of my beloved life again 

 

This is what I dreamt of
This is all I ever wanted
When last hour comes calling
I want to play the end game
In the arms of my beloved life's embrace 

  • Author: Rebellion In Sanity (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: March 2nd, 2025 03:54
  • Comment from author about the poem: Coming back to life
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • sorenbarrett

    This is a rather sad longing for a past life departed. A desire for its return from the dead. Resurrection is believed in by some. A thought provoking write.

    • rebellion_in_sanity

      Thank you very much for your read and comment. Deeply appreciate your support ๐Ÿ™. Thank you

    • Poetic Licence

      A desperation for a lost love to return, a very interesting and well expressed write

      • rebellion_in_sanity

        Thank you very much for the read and your comments. I wrote this poem as an expression of my regret for running away from life when it extended the olive branches. Here my love refers to the lost life. Deeply appreciate your support ๐Ÿ™.Thank you

        • Poetic Licence

          You are very, welcome, good to see you back

        • Cassie58

          Sometimes we donโ€™t know what we had until itโ€™s gone. That is the feeling your beautiful poem gave me. I hope you can get back what you have lost. I enjoyed reading you RIS.

          • rebellion_in_sanity

            Thank you so very much Cassie. We indeed take many things for granted and realise their worth only too late. The older I am becoming the more I realise it wasn't life but myself who made the choices. I am grateful for your thoughts and support. Thanks Bhaskar



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