Let the Ivory Towers Fall

Let the Ivory Towers Fall

A Poem by DoormanDan
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If imaginary friends were real, what would their last words be to us before we inevitably left them in our childhoods?

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Let the Ivory Towers Fall


Relentlessly merciless are the worlds in which we live

Tearing down the magic with the touch of metamorphosis

I remember the moment the sober summer solstice ended

But before I let you go, I have one last message to send


One day it will come, the requiem of your childish whims

And all that remain is a cradle of fragmented prisms

But I want you to vow that when the waves break the bow

You will hold out and make the most of the time you're allowed

Let the ivory towers fall down


As the diamond sky drowns in a sea of burning eiderdown

The cities of our hearts can slowly become ghost towns

And our minds are left calcified by cold truth personified

But we must not ever forget we wage a war with time


One day it will come, the requiem of your childish whims

And all that remain is a cradle of fragmented prisms

But I want you to vow that when the waves break the bow

You will hold out and make the most of the time you're allowed

Let the ivory towers fall down


Traverse the tundra and reach the Beaches of Elan

And embrace the warmth of five thousand lithium suns


One day it will come, the requiem of your childish whims

And all that remain is a cradle of fragmented prisms

But I want you to vow that when the waves break the bow

You will hold out and make the most of the time you're allowed

Let the ivory towers fall down


Think not that this is goodbye, but just as the end of this lullaby


Imagine if the imaginary friends when we were young were actually real, but we just didn't know it because they resided in a different universe than ours, and then imagine if they knew and cherished the connection they share with us, and were aware of the fact that we would one day forget them, and decided, despite how futile it might be, to send one last message to us in the hopes that, if we heard it, we would heed whatever advice they had to give us.  That would be something, wouldn't it?

© 2015 DoormanDan


Author's Note

DoormanDan
Geez, I'm sorry I haven't uploaded anything for about a month. It seems that my creative drive has run dry lately (even writing this piece here was a bit of a struggle), and this is really the first thing I have written in a month. I feel like this might just be the weakest, scratch that, WORST piece of writing I have ever written, but I've decided to keep and post this anyway for some weird reason. Anyway, tell me what you think, as always, and be honest! :)

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Dan, as always your writing is great. I like the idea for this write and see it more as a deep poem than a song. If a song, all I would hear is the drummer going, bang,bang,bang, in so fast a beat I would not catch the words. You really have a brain for wordage. Valentine

Posted 9 Years Ago


DoormanDan

9 Years Ago

Thanks Valentine, I'm really trying to get my creativity going again, for it's been in a drought for.. read more
Valentine

9 Years Ago

Dan, have you ever tried to contact known writers on the internet and ask them questions on if they .. read more
DoormanDan

9 Years Ago

I haven't actually talked to anybody about it, but I have looked into it a bit, and I do know that s.. read more

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Added on July 21, 2015
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Manchester, Levenshulme, United Kingdom



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I'm a twenty seven year old preschool teacher who enjoys writing poetry, songs, stories, paintball and other things. My favorite things to do are parkour, video games, listening to music, and making .. more..

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