The Other Side

Tristan Robert Lange

I can still hear the train screeching,
Rearing its charcoal iron horse gears
‘Round the bend, the devil won’t rend
This train a wreck, for the train
Wrecked the crazy out of the devil!
 
I...I...I...
I could not, would not sound any alarm.
I let the obsidian behemoth rip through,
Fire blazing from its molten core metal wheels,
Sparks spraying like pyrotechnics
At a miracle man’s demon deliverance show.
 
Within the black steel strider,
Was one eccentric conductor, no rider,
Could be heard stomping about—
A gigantic iron bloke—
With an appetite for darkness,
Laying away the illusion of light.
 
In one moment, there as I watched,
As I strained and squinted my eyes wide,
I could hear him singing electric scour,
Not a note he sang was sour—
I say this with the utmost respect and pride.
Then that train, bent upward and began to glide.
It disappeared in the clouds so dark and wide.
And though he’ll be seen here no more,
He’ll see every last one of us on the other side.
 
© 2025 Tristan Robert Lange. All rights reserved.
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  • sorenbarrett

    Good bye Ozzy but not his memory or music. A lovely tribute to an icon.

    • Tristan Robert Lange

      Indeed! His memory will be a blessing, for sure! His music has been and will continue to live on! Thank you Soren! Much appreciated, my friend. ♰🔥🦇🚂

      • sorenbarrett

        Most welcome

      • Tony36

        Excellent write Tristan

        • Tristan Robert Lange

          Thank you, Tony! Much appreciated, my friend! ♰🔥🦇🚂

          • Tony36

            You're welcome

          • Friendship

            a beautiful dedication to Ozzy Osbourne.
            The poet explores the themes of transformation, duality, and the passage between life and death. It juxtaposes the chaos of existence (represented by the train) with the promise of redemption and understanding on "the other side."To me, the imagery of a train, often a symbol of journey and transition, serves as a vehicle for reflection on the human experience, the struggle between light and darkness, and the inevitable encounter with mortality. The poet seems to be provoking thought about the journey of life, the struggles within it, and the eventual acceptance of death as a transition rather than an end. It invites readers to consider their own experiences and the potential for understanding and connection beyond this life.
            I grew up with his music.

            • Tristan Robert Lange

              Friendship, thank you for this. I’m honored you took the journey with me. You’re absolutely right...the train is a vessel, not just of death, but of release…of transformation…of everything Ozzy wrestled with and gave voice to. “The struggle between light and darkness” is exactly what I was chasing down the tracks. I am glad you felt it did him justice and it is good to know that we both grew up on the Prince of Darkness. ♰🔥🦇🚂

              • Friendship

                You are so welcome my friend,,,,,👍❤️🙌

              • Tony Grannell

                Hello, Tristan,

                With an appetite for darkness, laying away the illusion of light. Im happy enough with that, as for the rest of the poem, brilliant though it is but those two lines will do me nicely to remember, Ozzy, RIP. You have done the great man justice.

                Fond regards,

                Tony.

                • Tristan Robert Lange

                  Tony, that means a lot. I’m glad those lines hit home…I spent some time working on them and...yeah...they felt like Ozzy to me too. I am so thankful for your affirmation both their and on the poem as a whole. Thank you for honoring him with me here. Fond regards returned, my friend. ♰🔥🦇🚂

                • Poetic Licence

                  A great tribute to the nutcase, I mean that in a nice way, who fronted the godfathers of metal, love him or hate him, there will be no other, I loved him just for being an honest straight up bloke, enjoyed the read

                  • Tristan Robert Lange

                    I mean, he wrote the Diary of a Madman...literally! Indeed, he was a straight up honest bloke who totally owned who he was. Makes him a good bloke in my book too! As for his music, I've danced (not literally 🤣) with strange ol' Aleister and I bark at the moon constantly...so, I love it! 🥰 Thank you, Tobani! I am glad this tribute landed and I truly appreciate your support, my friend! ♰🔥🦇🚂

                    • Poetic Licence

                      You are very welcome

                    • Priya Tomar

                      Well worded tribute....
                      Nicely done..

                      • Tristan Robert Lange

                        Thank you, Priya. Much appreciated, my friend! ♰🔥🦇🚂

                        • Priya Tomar

                          You are very welcome

                        • Thomas W Case

                          Brilliant

                        • arqios

                          He was a real large character, may he Rest In Peace ✌🏻

                          • Tristan Robert Lange

                            He sure was. And his impact...🤯 Indeed. May he! Prayers to Sabbath, Sharon and family. Thank you for taking the time to read and remember him with me. Rock on, my friend! ♰🔥🦇🚂

                            • arqios

                              Sometimes its great to grieve and reminisce together, rather than alone... this seems to be one such time.

                              • Tristan Robert Lange

                                Yes. This was one such moment that really started on July 5 and I had that haunting feeling that July 5 was heading here. Sad...but man, what Heavy Metal way to go out! Ozzy forever! ♰🔥🦇🚂



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