Buried Alive

by Tony Rifas   Mar 19, 2008


Out of rest the body lays
While onlookers expect decay
Close inspection leads to find
No single hint of vital signs

Lowering me in my grave
My living soul, you now deprave
Say your final words above
Scoop the dirt, remove the glove

Twice the sun arose and set
And not a reason to regret
Darkness then fills opened eyes
Shriek with terror and surprise

Scratch away in blind attempt
Nonetheless, unwise contempt
Gasp away depleting air
No one knows my soul's still here

So check my wrists and without qualm
Do me justice, please enbalm
Lest I waken in the night
And die again with growing fright

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  • 16 years ago

    by Tony Rifas

    Thank you very much! I'll definitely make that change, I was trying to make the flow work while still keeping the line and somehow overlooked the word arose :)

  • 16 years ago

    by Daisy if you do

    Well I have read through several of your poems and think that this is one the better ones. But I tend to like dark poetry anyways. Anything that doesn't sound to cliche but makes you think and offers some kind of message in the poetry is always something I search for. You have managed to pull off a grim story with a fantastic ending. The thought of being buried alive is horrific.

    >>Twice the sun has rise and set
    And not a reason to regret
    Darkness then fills opened eyes
    Shriek with terror and surprise<<

    I did feel that in this stanza you should change the rise to arose or risen. I am not great in English as in past tense and what not but believe that either would work in this case. To use the word rise is a future tense as the rest of the poem is past.

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