The Edge

The Edge

A Poem by Spit_and_Prayers
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These are the defining points, the leaps of faith which shape us

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We stand now upon the edge of our lives
A jump in our hearts and tears in our eyes
The road behind us is tangled and marred
Ahead lies only the darkness of stars
The night is cold

Only the wind marks the passing of time
The tick tock of leaves, a slow, hollow chime
Slowly the pale mist shall strangle our sight
Should we not act on this longest of nights
We will grow old

It is an apathy that comes with age
Smothering ashes of impotent rage
Our Will reduced to its basest of forms
Quickly around us foul ignorance swarms
Should we be bold?

Only with echoing cry do we find
The courage given by prophets is blind
Pondering a plunge into the unknown
We must risk the void of dying alone

The saddest of stories are those that aren't told   

© 2009 Spit_and_Prayers


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Congrats on this great winning poem. Well Done!

Posted 14 Years Ago


Great flow. Strong images. Good moral. I like it alot.
PFC

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

there is a wonderful rhythm here, beautiful imagery, yet it is that last line that makes this piece. it is just that in your face, there it is, remember this line - that simply smacks the reader at the end. how true it is that so many times it is fear that ends the story before it has even begun.

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

a wonderful piece.

Posted 16 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.


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I am a 21 year old who revels in both the literary and scientific realms. I am a computer science major by education but always a writer and reader in my heart. more..

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