Awaken

by Wings Of Flames   Jan 19, 2006


Plucked from the warmth of the room,
Into the dark and cold,
The place so different so I start to scream my doom,
Lifted into the air to the ceiling as if to say,"Behold!"

Cupped into icicles whispers are in my head,
Blessed with the moist lips of someone's enchanting embrace,
Into the depths of water showered off what's been bled,
The screaming from inside my throat, "Why am I in this place?"

The light shone into my eyes passing me from hand to hand,
Finally wrapped in warmth and comfort takes hold,
The faces lurking and watching me whispering their demands,
A single tear slides down my cheek as I prepare to be bold,

The noise in the room defeats the quiet of the other,
Some departed and I found peaceful rest,
My thoughts floated around and so I adopted her as my mother,
I finally find sleep to the movements of her chest......

this is what i think the meaning of life is

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  • 18 years ago

    by Lady Vengeance

    Hey emma, sorry i'm a little behind on commenting. chances to get oline are rare. Well done. i thought it was great.

    your always friend, Suzie
    xox

  • 18 years ago

    by Wings Of Flames

    Yeah it is
    thank you so much for your comment
    XD
    very grateful
    to anyone else who doesn't understand
    this is another way of picturing birth
    thank you for taking the time to read it
    Emma
    XD

  • 18 years ago

    by Ironic Allure

    At first, I hadn't a clue what you were writing about. Took me a couple of reads to visualise the scene, but after that I was amazed.
    The indirect description of birth [I'm assuming that's what it is, or it is to me anyway] is so powerful and extremely well worded. I don't think there's a flaw to be found at all.
    Brilliant work.x