I Taste so BitterA Poem by BenightedWhispers
I taste so bitter. Salty cold vast alone blue green like the sea.
The occasional ripples of excitement when one comes to play with my emotions. The giant wave The thief that sweeps My possessions to the shore.
The shore The pig who Hoards it greedily.
My love like shells Beautiful but fragile to the touch. My treasures so grand Become polluted as ‘trash’ Is thrown at me Clouding my mind and My better judgement. My treasure starts to die Just like the seas.
What is this? This cold dead feeling Like someone is talking Behind my back. The words they say Send shivers up my spine.
Should I be jealous? Those who polluted my mind And polluted me. Should I be jealous Of those who were not Forced to corruption?
My mind’s all fuzzy. I’m staggering and Trying so hard to breathe. My voice becoming shallow And squeaky like A turtle who has been Caught with plastic.
I wheeze and I feel faint. I must continue on! I watch the others become Blind by the trash Covering their eyes.
I wipe away their tears And in doing so I wipe away their fears.
The winds of destruction Roar and howl in triumph. I realize I’ve become More than just polluted.
My family I held so dear Has become dead after so Oh so many years. The bones old and weary Like coral in the sea.
The winds of destruction And the Tornado of deceit Crushed the coral just because The coral is one with the sea.
I climb the rocks Of my defeat and My fate for I must. The sea tries desperately To push out the unwanted visitors.
The rocks like poison Like cancer cells that Multiply as you defeat them.
The cliff above is where I meet my defeat.
"Take me sea! Let the pain we share Melt away as we Become one together!" This is the fate of me. I am like the sea.
I taste so bitter. Salty cold vast alone and blue green.
The sour odor That was once A clean aura, Has become tainted Nevermore to be pure.
I take off the Clothes of society. The waves taunt me. I will not back out now! My glasses that blinded me… I take them off too.
The coral wrapped around my neck. I was a murderer too. I wear the bones of the sea.
The sea gulls are The only goodness left in the sea. They beg me to jump! They tell me it’s ok! I smile and nod to them.
I hold my reason in my hand. When the society’s clothes Are guaranteed to be found With Sea’s messenger Grasping my reason with It’s sweet scented tongue.
The gull sits and watches. It’s god-like eyes bore Into my very essence. It says to be one with The sea.
I am the sea.
My reason gives Me wings to fly Off the cliff of the world.
I sing the seas Sweet melody As I fall Destroying misery.
My memories gone Of my past never To haunt the sea again. No more roaring waves Or broken coral. I saved the sea And it saved me. I became one with the sea.
I taste so bitter. Salty cold vast alone blue green like the sea.
© 2017 BenightedWhispersAuthor's Note
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1 Review Added on November 26, 2008 Last Updated on October 7, 2017 AuthorBenightedWhispersBreaking language barriers one foreign comic at a time (Manga, Manwha, Mahua...), KYAboutA pleasant hello to all that visit. Below are some facts about me so that you are able to get to know me as a person and not just a writer. I enjoy diversity, and that's how I wish to be remembered .. more..Writing
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