visions of death

visions of death

A Poem by Pinky

 

 

 

I am consumed

By visions of death

Everything doomed

The final breath

 

At times perplexed

At times so void

Who will be next

So paranoid

 

Due to reflections

Tainted by the past

These vile visions

Always f*****g last

 

My heart drops

I begin to cry

Tell myself to stop

No one died

© 2008 Pinky


Author's Note

Pinky
I fear death... not really mine...but my loved ones... my mom, my kids, my friends, i fear living threw it again.Even thought i know i will. It is due to the fact the I lost my adopted dad at the age of 3 and lost many friends and loved one since... my birth dad in oct... I have never had a freak out come true... its not intuition its paranoia.

I must give a huge thx to Sam who asked me a very good question when i was writing this... "do YOU think you got the point across" which lead me to the last part... thank you Sam!!! He Understood my fear and helped me express it.

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i love the whole development of this piece. i love the randomness that you usually use with the last line of each verse - it capped off each verse wonderfully

"My heart drops

I begin to cry

Tell myself to stop

No one died"

I love that ending. it's that annoying feeling we have towards ourselves - like get over it, it's not like someone died. but sometimes it's almost like.... i dont know...it would be better if someone had, because then at least the pain would be warranted, and reasonable.

hugs



Posted 16 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.




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Wow�you put the inner anguish into verses greatly, and I like the way you ended it, reflecting realism and the will to rise above sadness.

A.M.


Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

this is so wonderful. Beautiful work

Posted 16 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

wow.. that is different defenitely.. and powerful at the same time.

Posted 16 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

Yes this is a horrible haunting fear and the most dreaded one.i recently lost my grandmother and I still have not faced the fact.I can't think of life without my loved ones. So very poignant and uncanny

Posted 16 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

Excellent flow and rhyme here.

Necrophobia would be a tough phobia to have, as death is inevitable for all of us. Like your last stanza states, you have to keep telling yourself that for the moment everyone you love is fine, but the time and energy it takes to do that could be spent enjoying your life with them.

Wonderfully expressive piece. Thank you for entering the contest.

Posted 16 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

I share your fear deeply! I even had to go through it, so I have to say its well write, beautiful and strong imaginary, you should be really proud with this piece... Keep them rolling

All the best,
Tamer

Posted 16 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

We never really know when it'll be our time to go. We just have to face the world with the strongest force and go at it.

Posted 16 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

Well done :)

Posted 16 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

Death is only life from a new point of view

Posted 16 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

i love the whole development of this piece. i love the randomness that you usually use with the last line of each verse - it capped off each verse wonderfully

"My heart drops

I begin to cry

Tell myself to stop

No one died"

I love that ending. it's that annoying feeling we have towards ourselves - like get over it, it's not like someone died. but sometimes it's almost like.... i dont know...it would be better if someone had, because then at least the pain would be warranted, and reasonable.

hugs



Posted 16 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.


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