Wasteland

Perched on its skeletal, dry branch of death,

A malevolent vulture spies hungrily my insecurities.

Lost in the eternal wasteland, I crawl in burning sand,

An unconscious breeze, a flood of thirst and my starved enemy.

Once a searing desperation to survive, is now surrender,

My final parched hope withers to the threat of a scavanger.

Feathery rags of blackness circle in a cloudless, white hot sky,

I struggle onto my back, and face death as it moves to land.

The almost blinding glare of the sadistic sun is suddenly in shadow,

As a bone breaking beak to bloody fear intesifies the weakness.

A mean yellow glare to lifeless blue, and a smile of horror,

A hand, the vultures, reaching out to continue it's profession.

On my shoulder it lands, I hear "Sam, Sam... are you alright?"

Neglected, blackened tongue crumbled to dust....

I can't speak out...

But instantly I'm awake as the kind doctor feeds on my decay,

Razor sharp reason, a surgeon for my twisted mind.

 

 

Author's Note

Oxymorons for the win! lol

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

this is such excellent allegory...

and it seems these days hospitals are where we go to get sick...those vultures must all be hanging out on the roof. First line it should be "its"---but overall, great wordplay, symbolism...
your writing is quite smart.
j.

[Sam Gregory]

Thanks for the review,I appreciate the read :) and lol damn, first posted this in 2012 and been over it a few times but never noticed the "it's" lol. Been away from this site for years but I plan on posting again, I need to tbh since last time I was here it was a bad day and deleted all my work apart from this one

[Skye]

... Wow. xD You never cease to amaze.

[Sam Gregory]

haha thanks, I didnt know I amazed people lol

[~Sara~]

This was definitely a great poem! As you describe your pain on here, it's like I can feel it, too. Great description! I'm not sure if you'll agree or not, but your poetry kind of has the rapping beat.. As I read this, I was rapping, ha. Great work! Thanks for sharing!

[Sam Gregory]

haha I'm a rapper aswell as a poet lol, although my rap lyrics are... different( the only way I can describe it lol)

[~Sara~]

Haha, I think I can grasp what you're trying to say.. Lol. I wish you luck in your future for becoming a rapper, I know you'll succeed! :)

[Sam Gregory]

haha thanks :) I work on my music pretty much all the time

[Leigh]

Eaten by a vulture under the sadistic sun, I can feel the heat, a gruesome end - I really enjoyed reading this

[Sam Gregory]

Thanks, I'm glad u enjoyed it

[Melody]

I seriously hope this is not what death feels like TT.TT
Good write, like always. :) Very deep and meaningful, very sad.

[Sam Gregory]

Thanks Mel :) I wrote it yesterday evening after my doctors appointment about my mental health

[Melody]

Oh? How did that go, btw?

[Sam Gregory]

I got referred to a mental health service and I've just got home to find a letter from them askin me to call them... I've hid the letter now *sigh*

[Melody]

Oh my...

[Sam Gregory]

Yeah...

[Cristina Moldoveanu]

Very interesting. Sad but also pondering about death with a kind of hidden smile. I enjoyed the reading, thanks for sharing.

[Sam Gregory]

Thanks :) I appreciate u reading this

[Serenity Faith]

A surgeon for your twisted mind eh? Absolutely brilliant! And the imagery....wicked....

[Sam Gregory]

Thanks :) I'm glad u liked it

[Admiral Kirk]

Whoa... This is a very powerful poem. It is dark and twisted, but at the same time, very meaningful... I love it! I can relate pretty well to this poem, I know how this feels. The symbolism is fantastic, and the pain you're expressing comes out very well. Great job!

[Sam Gregory]

Yay! Thanks :) I wrote this now while thinkin about my doctors appointment earlier :)

[Admiral Kirk]

Ah, well it's very nicely put. :)