No More Will I Refrain

A dying man meets the Reaper...

 

I feel your gaze upon me,

Eyes as black as coal.

Mesmerizing,

Scrutinizing,

Devouring my soul.

 

A fragment of myself I keep,

Am down, but yet not out.

Disheveled mind,

A warning sign,

Certain in my doubt.

 

Calamity, confusion,

You like it much that way.

Adversity,

Ascendancy,

Commotion, disarray.

 

Indulging in the privilege,

Of single sovereignty.

Where none belong,

There do I tread,

Remain instead of flee.

 

Strong within my wits,

Sturdy in my stead.

Questions plague me,

Answers shade me,

Too much there left unsaid.

 

Despite, I face my fears,

Let go my memories.

Dreams beseech,

Beyond my reach,

Where such the blind can see.

 

Within my lost, I'm found

My life, never in vain,

For destiny waits,

Beyond the gates,

No more will I refrain.

  

 

Shirley Petrandis/Copyright 2008

 

Reviews

[LadyLove]

Wow this one is great! A man who would boldly face death; he seems to have accepted its arrival and had already prepared himself within his soul to meet it bravely. I love it! Especially the fourth stanza...almost like a regal defiance of where he is...as if he owns this place, why run, it will be his. Great job!.

[KevinS]

Wow, what an incredible work. I love to read your writings.
A fan forever!

[Legion]

Kind of the antithesis of "Do not go gently.....". Well done. Feels like a song as well with its flow. Very meticulous in that. I like it. Kudos to you.

[A.J. Smith]

Wonderful flow, wordsmithing, rhyming scheme and structure.