Eulogy

There are always words to say at an end.

A proverbial twist on my human mind,
My thoughts escape me.
This foreign concept of letting go,
Of giving in to hate,
Is my internal infliction.
Desperate crying, looking at a wounded sky;
I am bound to feign deceit.
My disillusioned ego berates me,
Torments me.
Am I worthy of such pride?
A splattering of images
Crammed into the existential bottle
And thrown to the sea of my confessions.
I am a soulless monster,
I am god's divine messenger,
I am valued and worthless.
I am a portrait of myself,
Lying to the mirror,
Clutching to the past of my wreckage.
My conquered grievance,
Holy savages,
Likens me to my heart.
I am my own eulogy.

Reviews

[THE LOST ROSE]

Mel where have you been? This is a wonderful write. Even though I did not dig the darker side of writing into I got invested in your work you always seems to produce a light with your work because of your creativity.

Clutching to the past of my wreckage.
My conquered grievance,
Holy savages,
Likens me to my heart.
I am my own eulogy.

Damn this was awesome. Keep writing and letting me know when your stuff hit cyber space.

[V. Lucien Maier]

good write. Nice emotion and frustration through out. The flow is a bit chopped up, I think due to word choice.
Being vague can be very effective but if you go to far you loose the reader.

[Butterflymom]

WOW, this is intense, profound and beautifully created!

[Doctor Deathstab]

That was a pretty intense write. Keep it up.

[Butterflymom]

This is a powerful, and well written piece. Beautifully expressed. Thank you so much for sharing this piece. I will look forward to seeing more of your writings!

[Jim Clarke]

There is a lot of powerful emotion here. The words you use regarding faith are both intriguing and ambivalent.

[Drifter]

This does create a sea of contradicting images that, together, is quite exceptional. I love how it begins with being unable to find the words and this seems to change as the poem goes on. There is something comforting in its beauty, a fact which makes this poem appeal to me even more. I think I want to ponder over it some more. Well done.

[Michael]

That was really deep and beautiful. I don't know why, but I envisioned a sea of water in this. My double edged sword has come and is giving me the chance for final thoughts, as I take the nose dive into its dark ambiguous realms. The spectrum is unparalleled to all, but the dreary enclosure of space. Flawless of a poem.
-Michael

[Walkingblind]

Wow the idea of someone embodying their own eulogy is great, and true. Our lives,
the things we do, say, and imply are what will really speak for us when it's all over. Only
our impressions will be left, so this idea is very brilliant! Since im getting into the poetry
with dark vibes, I'm liking this, all the feelings of confusion an the moment of understanding is
very nice, and nicely done! Great poem Mel!

[17thWhitePrince]

wow ... very nice ... a wonderful poem indeed ... I liked it and enjoyed reading it ... I liked the fact that the word "eulogy" is used at the very end of the poem ... it makes perfect sense ... a rather splendid piece of writing I must say ... and I loved the last line "I am my own eulogy" ... what a line it is ... :)

[Orahemae December]

Really Great Write!! I love this.
"A splattering of images
Crammed into the existential bottle
And thrown to the sea of my confessions."
Great Write. you can feel the emotion flooding through the words. good job.