When the lights descend
Beyond the grasp of either
Heaven or Hell
The sound of evil
Drips from withdrawn fang
The silence becomes deafening
Before time moves once more
From the depths of subconscience
Comes the morbid lullaby
Lulling you
Beyond danger
Into ecstasy
Further than pain can reach
You follow
Wanting to believe
The sweet notes luring you
Away from your own demise
Even as the darkness consumes you
The only thing you remember is
The beauty
Of the morbid lullaby.
So sweet
Yet mired in such yearning
Reaching for you
Touching you in ways
Far too intimate
And beyond comprehension
Confounded, you close your eyes
Leaving behind the world
For the cool, comforting notes
Of the morbid lullaby.
sitting on the sandy bank of the lake
i watched the things I'd almost forgotten
in my hectic life
the trees, the water, the life all around
i'd been so focused on work, on succeeding
on building my own life
that i forgot i was part of a bigger picture
i sighed and closed my eyes
breathing for the first time, easy, in years
and in that moment, a butterfly came
to sit upon my hand
and with that tiny event, my life was changed forever.
Christi Ankney, 05/05/07
COMMENTS
Beautiful Poem, A lovely rhyme the truth of present era's fast life which leading us to dark ages where no values are remembered for the Nature and no one care for this Gigantic source of energy and grace it contain the Best Aura to fetch to rave the self.
I awake from a dead sleep
Rolling over slowly
To find that it's a new day
And the light hurts my eyes
I look to the sky
Taking in the day
The beauty is overwhelming
But the light hurts my eyes
Watching life bustling all around
I observe the nature of people
Making mental note of their ways
And their light hurts my eyes
Somewhere within myself
The darkness struggles
To emerge, wild and angry
The light fades from my eyes .
Christi Ankney, 05/04/07
COMMENTS
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GothsonDemon
17:29 Apr 27 2008
Oh this lullaby the part of pain pleasure...
A lovely rhyme a leoosong flown from dim dark to even darker penetrating in the heart ....
a lovely verse. like all otehr verse of this month.
SkeletonsOfDystopia
23:43 Mar 18 2011
Does the chick get hit by a train at the end??.....this is too abstract, I'm sorry, I don't follow it.
PS: JUST KITTEN SWEET WRITE LAFF OUT LOWD