Dining with death

Blue lights erupting
Sirens are blaring
Death awaiting
Every corner
You can’t hide
Your pulse is weakening
Time passes you by
The beat failed to chime
Locked in a trance
Sane in the mind
Dining with death divine

Reviews

[Priyanshi]

This piece I loved it....keep on going , simba:)

[i am LiLy]

nice words finding a home here.......like.

you got skills my friend

[Karen Redburn]

Well done, my friend. You have given me the feeling of those moments when we are between life and dance unable to move or speak. More of a thought than a speaking poem. This could relate to so many things. It disturbed me, excellent poem. Cheers!

[siobhan]

Loved this one. Keep on going, simba

[Einstein Noodle]

i felt as though i were waltzing to a bizarre tinny tune .. in dimmed light with flowing hanging silk curtains and she in a flowy crimson gown ... love your poem simba...its a good thing to remember our constant companion ... we can appreciate and maybe do more for one another ;)
E.

[merit]

I liked both yet this is right up my street short punchy lines, straight to the point no mucking about;)
someone said to me yesterday that I need to practise using longer lines too, suppose hes got a point there songwriting and poetry;))
this here would make a nice song;))

[Thepensiveplayer]

Amazing visuals I get from reading this poem. I can imagine each line playing out in my head and it feels me with dread. The anticipation of death is like a car race with an unknown finish line. You have to keep going even though you never know when it ends.It certainly makes me wonder what would happen at the end of our tracks. Maybe waking up and living day in and out is divine in its own right as well. who knows? Excellent thought-provoking poem. Keep writing :)

[R.E. Ray]

It's fascinating how our individual backgrounds and experiences influence our interpretations. I spent 25 years in law enforcement, and the "blue lights erupting" brought forward so many memories. Police cars and emergency rooms and trauma centers. So much pain and death associated with those blue nights. Perhaps not what you'd expect from a review, but that was my takeaway. An powerful piece. Thanks.

[Simone Davis]

I was thinking similar lines.., blue, lights, sirens all have one thing in common death and I think it helps emphasise this, but also a mind that is perhaps paranoid and haunted anxious of might come. Thankyou again for your review

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You created very strong piece with your words.its reminds me some of my experience with my personal fears. Nicely done.