Death of Me

It about being lost in Dream that feel so real........

It's too vivid for a dream
I saw my death, walking cold
Upon my grave, beneath the fold.
I haven't yet seen the best of me;
Now, my emotions have gone gray,
And doubt is all that's left to say.

I live in rhythm, seeking redemption,
Knowledge, and freedom from this mortal tension.
Is death the end, or does it start
The journey to cultivate the immortality
I hold no thread to reality�"
For now, I am dead, yet I still see me.

Will my memories remain or fade,
As I walk the line 'twixt light and shade?
Between life and death,

Wondering what lies ahead.

<---Ego of Stone---->

Author's Note

It's self contradicting thought in my dreams

Reviews

[Carlos Lorenzo Estrada]

I enjoyed reading this philosophical and thought provoking poem. Life truly is full of contradiction as we weave through an existential purpose to find meaning. We trudge through life living in the grey between our moral convictions. Straddling on the path of wisdom from birth to death. Despite its dark tone there is a sense of wonderment of what may lie ahead. Very nice piece of writing. Continued success in your writing journey.

[Ego of Stone]

Thank You very much Carlos, beautiful review