Desire's FireA Poem by playinthebluesWoke up in the middle of the night and wrote this. It's fun.
The strangest rarest impossibility, insane logic, borderline hostility.
Never ending, thought provoking insanity, couldn't possibly have prepared me For this event I was to see, whilst one night writing innocently. Why, the night had seemed no different from the rest, I lay awake in search of inspirations zest. Ferociously unsated, I continued writing none the less. But little did I know soon I would face a test That would no doubt later render my reality a twisted mess. I realize this must sound crazy, yes, I must confess. Now as I lay writing on aforementioned night My words and phrases seemed to have suddenly been set alight. I don't think it possible for you to appreciate my fright When fire erupted unto the page foretelling me my dreadful plight. Fire spreading, leaping, growing, I sent the book to swiftly going Sailing, flailing, across the room; it landed releasing five demons from fiery gloom. Dumbfounded, I watched in horror, these five nasty ghastly beasts of fire. Eyes of fire, wings of flame, "We shall tear your flesh!" cried these beasts of pain. Held fast by my horror, chained and bound, I tried desperately to scream, but made no sound. By this time my room was well ablaze, I couldn't believe my eyes, I was amazed. With quintet of demons now upon me, their talons pierced my flesh I could not flee; They drug me kicking and screaming, last thing I saw were eyes of fire, gleaming. I was thrown into their black abyss, "Is this the end?" said I, "Death's cold kiss, is this?" "Oh, please God, NO!" a voice inside me, I think, I thought, I had no voice, my soul distraught. I fell and fell, there seemed no end, I cried to God but for me he would not fend. Could this, would this, be forever? What had I done to deserve this cruel measure? Just when I thought my soul would shatter, I awoke in bed thus ending the matter. I knew then I must record this hellish dream, the words turned to fire, I began to scream. © 2013 playinthebluesAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorplayintheblueswashington, PAAboutJust like to write sometimes to "get it out". I never took any classes on writing or tried to learn anything about poetry. I just write what I'm thinking and what's in my heart. But I wouldn't mind so.. more..Writing
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