The Tragic Delight
Quiet and listen!!! I ordered myself
Focus and watch!!! My brain coded to my cells
Ponder and wonder!!! Was the obdurate melody of my sense
But no one could evolve a meaning out of these paranormal scenes
I could hear the ambling onomatopoeia performed by the air
I could feel the impetuous rustle it made to dispel
I could smell the pervasive aroma that got me compelled
But my sight was blinded by an unassailable light dispersed
"Am I lost?" was the one question prickling my every concentration
I ran deep into the shadows of a transcendental meditation
The past began to swim in, assisting my mental construction
Finally I remembered... I was a victim of an accidental demolition
Instantly, the air raged and trembled like an avalanche
The light evolved a path like it led me to a destination of no existence
My remembrance was a password that dispelled the intruding play of these disturbance
Then I saw something! Something beyond my resistance
A step I saw; coated with the most precious of gemstones begging for my flight
A door I saw; its beauty greatly undefined, seductively capturing my every sight
This scenery brought me to one conclusion, the one I tried to fight
It was heaven's doorway... What a tragic delight
I gallantly moved towards the door with soldier's steps
Worried on the actuality I was a member of the doleful death
Hoping on the certification that behind the door held no regret
On my strife for the handle, woke up with my seemingly worried parents on a hospital bed
Copyright © Ken Nwadiogbu | Year Posted 2012
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