SwevenA Poem by SidA young adult finds himself wounded on the road crowded by people and has a vision or dream after falling unconscious...The first rays of the sun hitting my eyes, I was faced with a sight to behold, Like an epiphany from all the lies, An apparition, as death it was cold...
The face, a ghastly shadow of sorrows
untold, As pale and white as a bone, Fragile yet untamed, hanging on by the last
fold, The hatred and wrath, all carved in a
stone...
Its eyes, they gleamed as white as death, Painless they looked, yet painful to look
upon, The mirth, the agony, the hatred, feelings
of regret, The illness of long lost emotions, words
not undone...
At length I looked away, only to be shaken
yet again, All around me lay, unfathomable stretches
of white sand, Devoid of all life, a realm of terror and
pain, All around seeping despair, amidst which
alone I stand......
As I stood in this inferno, despair, lone
emotion in me, I felt, A dread over all the sins, I had bestowed
upon the land, Fear of a reckoning for all my deeds, ere a
final judgment be dealt, For inside, I knew, "in hell I
stand".....
At length, with all strength mustered, a
drowning of my screaming fear, I asked it, “what might you be?" And it said to me "Within thee I reside, Thy sins, thy heart, they divide, Thy guilt, anguish, pain and fear, These ills, thy heart, they tear, It is in thy fear, that thy world shall fall, Thy guilt, it shall detract thy sanity, And in thy lies, thy loved shall rot, For in death shall this be thy grave."
As I gazed into the eyes of death, I was confronted by a sweven, a construct
of despair, A requiem for all I loved and treasured, A lament, a wail, for the perishing of love
and hope, A metamorphosis of all I held dear to a
place, much like this hell, in which I stood........
As I cried, I felt the wind, as cold as
death in my hell, And I heard a cacophony, voices not
distanced from pain, Opening my eyes I beheld, a multitude of
men and women, And among them, near me, stood my life, I embraced her with unfathomable strength, Even as the crimson liquid flowed down my
front...... © 2012 SidAuthor's Note
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