Close To Fading

When everything is gone, what keeps you going?

Her face is an expressionless mask 

She wonders through the world voiceless

Thoughtless and alone.

 

Once upon a time she had her beliefs to guide her. 

When they had been destroyed

Her anger and venom lead the way. 

 

Now nothing but the threat

Of fading from the world

Moves her through forests and the deserts. 

 

That fear is slowly dissolving 

Soon it will vanish completely

Along with her image and footprints.

 

But not her name 

It will be carried on in the wind,

A reminder to all

To never empty their heart and soul completely.

Author's Note

This was orignally a storytelling piece. Reading through it, I thought it might make an okay poem ... let me know XD

Reviews

[Sujash I. Purna]

This is a wonderful piece of poetry! Loved the vivid imagery!

[emma p]

Hi Gemma

Thanks for sharing your poem with me. I've been reading your stories too (very good). My favourite bit of the poem is the end stanza. I like the idea of her name being whispered by the wind. The title is also intriguing and I like that. I think the character in the poem has more of a story to tell than we are given here; there are a lot of unanswered questions. It's almost like their might be a series of poems or a short story about the character. Have you tried writing her poem in the first person and maybe let the character speak for herself (I'd like to know what she hears, sees, feels, smells, tastes as she wanders the world).

[MadameBlack]

I definitely want to know more. A short story would be fantastic! You've got good bones in this though, quite nice.