Acknowledge the truth,
An unsettling reality,
That we know not the sun's warmth;
We know not the true light.
An unsettling reality,
That we know not the sun's warmth;
We know not the true light.
Like slaves shackled,
Bound within a cave,
Who are we; if we are?
Can we see the light?
Who are we; if we are?
Can we see the light?
Light, artificial, is what we see.
Death is all that we can know.
We try to entomb the divine
But we are the one's entombed.
Death is all that we can know.
We try to entomb the divine
But we are the one's entombed.
So you want damnation,
But not that which is your own.
We are all viper-brooding people,
Our venom sprays with each word.
But not that which is your own.
We are all viper-brooding people,
Our venom sprays with each word.
We don't know the truth,
We simply don't know.
We all dance to the hypnotic tune,
A danse macabre with the piper.
We simply don't know.
We all dance to the hypnotic tune,
A danse macabre with the piper.
Dance! Dance to the tune!
Dance until you fall!
Macabre, and fragrant, the posies,
Decay masked by flowery smoke.
Dance until you fall!
Macabre, and fragrant, the posies,
Decay masked by flowery smoke.
Who can escape this justice,
This very justice we seek?
Our shameful exposition
Quickens our disastrous fate.
This very justice we seek?
Our shameful exposition
Quickens our disastrous fate.
Dance! Dance your life away!
Dance on hollowed hill.
See where it gets you;
Our corpses are hollowed shells.
Dance on hollowed hill.
See where it gets you;
Our corpses are hollowed shells.
© 2011 Tristan Robert Lange. All rights reserved. Originally published on DarkPoetry.com on an account that is no longer active.
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Indeed we are hollow shells, A dark and macabre write that tells it as it is. Points of truth told in the tale we do not know the truth. A good read
Thank you, friend. Your time and insightful are always most appreciated and welcome here! 🖤🙏
The only truth we know is what someone has told is the truth, so it is not our truth and the truth we all search for deep down, will never really be found. I really enjoyed the read, Thank you Tristan
Thank you, Tobani! I always appreciate your visits and insights. Much appreciated, friend! 🖤🙏
You are very welcome
They simply don't get much darker than this .. I think I'll stick to the hot potato & the hand jive with the light on and a spare set of batteries and bulbs .. 🖤🐧👍
😂🤣🙃 Now that, my friend, I’ve got to see! 🥃 to get ya goin’! 😝 Thank you, mate! I truly appreciate your time, support and sense of humor. 🖤🙏
Ooh, I've vipers too, in my poem of today! A nice, joyful poem T. 'Think sensible, man' says Fido to me. lol.
Hahaha! Yes, all about the Joy you and I are today! LOL! Hey, though, you caught that reference, and I knew you would my friend! Give Fido a pat on the head for me! LOL! Thank you, Orchi, for reading and engaging as always! 🙏🖤
Excellent write Tristan
Thank you so much Tony!
You're welcome Tristan
A deep, dark
and haunting poem,
strong feelings and
message so eloquently
penned my friend,!! 👍
Much enjoyed!!! 😊
Best wishes 🍀 ✌️🕊️ Thad
Thank you, friend. I always appreciate your visits and feedback! Thank you for stopping by and I am glad the poem resonated! 🖤🙏
Powertful and dark. Great work.
Thank you Thomas! I am glad it delivered and am thankful for your time and feedback! 🙏🖤
Now that's a wow! I guess we all have to fill in the hollowness of existence to make it all worthwhile- a challenge to reflect on the deeper truths of existence and our own place in the world. What an intense and evocative poem!
Indeed, this one is a both dark and intense…though I am glad it wowed you! Thank you so much my friend! I always look forward to your astute and thoughtful engagement! 🙏🖤
Wow I need a torch. There’s alot of darkness in this poem Tristan. Pleased to say I know the sun’s warmth and try my best to steer towards the light. A great read though:) Excellent poetry.
Dance until you drop dead taken literally! On one hand Death is terrifying, but I've heard he likes to flirt.
Oh...death really does like to flirt...and who doesn't like a little danger? LOL! Thank you so much, friend! I really appreciate your time and engagement! 🙏🖤
Of course!
Stunning is word which came to my mind during each read of the poem....loved it and read it several times
Wow. Thank you friend, for the multiple reads and your feedback. Both are very much appreciated. Glad you found the poem delivered and that you found it stunning! Much appreciated! 🙏🖤
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