Life Plays With DeathA Poem by PYG's WhisperThis poem is all about ME!all about my battle with my illness last year it was a result of many years of ups and down!I don't have anything else to say,I’ll let my poem talk about my biggest pain!I’ve been needing your lies
I’ve been craving your poison I’ve been missing your demons I’ve been loving your hater While I was playing with death While it was f*****g me upside down While I was freezing face to hell I’ve been moaning your name When my hands were trembling When my soul was jumping When my veins were twisting I howled your April’s farewell Once Azrael was invited And the sky was open Then my mind got naked Your shadow was my only Savior My voice was resonating But from your ears was forbidden My snow capped depth was on the summit of its alp Pleading you to be its shield That’s when you threw it into a dark swamp Claiming that you were lost in a blinded place Everything was mute and your bones were broke But I saw you secretly radiating in a crystal ball You thought I’m nowhere nearer Was it amusing to fool a downcast lifer? You were pushing my destiny to its sharp ending chapter Below the belts freedom was dedicated to a shrewd sinner Meanwhile I’ve been taken to where nothing left to catch Failures over the time of my rotten life have built my forgotten grave Gloomy butterflies surrounded my sick grove No flowers to bloom no hope to suck No words to draw no feelings to touch No time to rush no remorse to scratch The door of paradise was barely visible But the clouds drove me to a fiery jungle I begged life to be my sucker One last elegiac parting with winter But death was an invincible fighter Loneliness was feeding my blur future Chiselling out my anxiety within four blank walls Then stirred up a wild storm of toxic fears Moving on was the synonym of stuck in a rut A sterile heart gave up on its darned patience Charcoaled love erased its existence Dry tears chained to these anorexic cheeks You shutdown the light you once heated up Now I’m sober yet drunk on my coma Trying to perforate your karma While cleaning up my ugly Fantasia. Where I was your moon and you were my star © 2019 PYG's Whisper |
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Added on April 11, 2019 Last Updated on April 12, 2019 Tags: #death #life #sadness #lonelines AuthorPYG's WhisperAboutPYG's Whisper is a poet and slam-poetry artist, creator of MicroSlamPoetry , born on November 17th,1991 in North Africa. her Official debut was on 2014 with her first slam-poetry project "All About.. more..Writing
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