Eternal life

A Poem by Mitke

A man in the temple is trying to break the bond between life and death.

Unbowed by the light of the day,
unbroken by the power of sun,
still I rise to this dark from grey,
I still stand and never will run.

Illuminated by that golden air,
It lies right there,but beyond,
could I touch it as a mortal heir
I would break that endless bond.

I glued my fingers,held them tight
and drew on my body the ancient sign,
than stepped in,filled my heart with might,
ready to break that ballance divine.

The rain was pouring from up high,the rain on that gloomy day,
It wasn't water,but the angels weaping,
for my soul lost anyway.

I dug my hands in sacred well,
disturbing the surface so calm,
prayed to God to show me no hell,
than drank from my palm.

Devouring my flesh and bones,
like the unbentful knife,
I laughed and laughed among these ancient stones,
for I was granted the eternal life.

© 2015 Mitke

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YouoweYoupay

like the unbentful knife,
I laughed and laughed among these ancient stones,
for I was granted the eternal life.

I saw sunlight in the poem. Powerful but gentle golden light. I saw victory after years and years of patience. We are immortal. Our bodies decay and turn to dust, but we are forever.

Thanks for sharing.

Posted 6 Years Ago

Wasekera S Chiphazi Ban..

This is very good.. you're very good . the only part i came across that maybe u made a mistake is this sentence " than drank from my palm." not sure if you wanted to use than instead of " then " All in all.. nice poem ..am inspired. :)