Ice Cave

Ice Cave

A Poem by Y.F.

I'm cold,

out of breath,

waiting for uninhibited death.

 

I scream

to no avail,

my echo answers my hail.

 

The drips

of their pain,

upon me with no place to drain.

 

I feel

each emotion,

while the ice prevents any motion.

 

Alone

in this hell,

which acts as my own private cell.

 

"Please,

let me out",

no one is hearing me shout.

 

White

all around,

here to stay I am bound.

 

My own

cave of ice,

loneliness comes with a price.

© 2008 Y.F.


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These are very clear images and words which provoke strong emotions at different levels. I can relate to this.

Powerful in impact also through its easy flow, rhyme and rhythm. Great job.

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Nothing is as cold as the lonely, silence of the heart and mind, it is a curse to be in this situation, the mind can wander into deep fantasy and depression, I like the way you were able to use ice and water to describe the coldness of lonliness. I like the rhyme scheme as well, nothing forced.
Antony

Posted 16 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

Chilling, but beautifully expressed. =]

Posted 16 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

Great imagery my friend Yuval. I felt a tinge of sadness of this loneliness through age and shivered. Wonderful words and a brilliant poem I will save. Annexxx

Posted 16 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

'My own

cave of ice,

loneliness comes with a price.'

Sounds a lot like my life! Wonderful writing!

Posted 16 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

Wonderfully written! Reminds me of my poem Frozen in some sort of way. Great Write!

'you pulled off the feeling of being really cold' haha

Posted 16 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

What a way to die...freezing to your death. Being near the mountains and people always hiking or skiing you hear those stories from time to time. pretty good write, you pulled off the feeling of being really cold.

Posted 16 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.


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