High Upon a Cliff

Scaling the hights to the depths of despair

 

High upon a cliff

 

High above the cliff it sits 
Looking down on all, 
Empty rooms and tinted glass 
Silence echoes through the halls. 
Such splendor, such majesty,
So high it’s viewed by all. 
Yet within the rooms 
Loneliness is its only call.

Reviews

[Gandré]

oh I loved this. So wonderfully succinct and wise in its expression is this poem, I loved it. that's why my opinion is - everything is consciousness. TheKierkegaard tried to intensify the individual’s feeling of anxiety and despair in order to bring about a ‘leap of faith’ that would bring the person into a defining relationship to the God-man (Christ). I try not to let such a negative feeling even near to me. Despair is blackness, and I need light.

[Viper]

Nicely put.We all feel the lonliness in our lives.Great poem.

[XxXCherriXxX]

it was a very strong poem. it made me realize no matter how many people you have in your life you can still be lonely....

its such a beautiful poem