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The Neverending Song

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Below is the poem entitled The Neverending Song which was written by poet Arturus Australis. Please feel free to comment on this poem. However, please remember, PoetrySoup is a place of encouragement and growth.

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The Neverending Song

I’m in the middle of a furnace and I'm frozen to the bone 
This wasn’t what was promised; never felt this so alone!
I’ve inherited a kingdom from a corpse  upon a throne 
this wasn’t what was promised; is this the way I must atone?
  
I’m holed up in a castle trebuchet approach the walls; 
this  wasn’t what was promised; can’t take those fiery balls! 
I’m lookin’ into the future but I don’t seem to be around-
 don’t make any plans or promises; soon we’ll  meet  underground
 
I’ve got a candle
in a darkened room
but no means to light it 
this wasn’t what was promised  this is not what I was told
 
I’m clinging to a 
capsize  without the
strength to right it  
 this wasn’t what was promised  this is not what I was told
 
I’m stalked by an
Un-named beast – don’t
 know if I can fight it 
 this wasn’t what was promised  this is not what I was told
 
I’m offered a sweet
sweet apple but I know
I shouldn’t bite it 
 this wasn’t what was promised  this is not what I was told
 
There’s a poem that says
much more than its words
no-one can ever write it 
this wasn’t what was promised  this is not what I was told
 
I’m sailing 'round an
 island of hope without
 the eyes to sight it   
this wasn’t what was promised  this is not what I was told
 
 I’m facing demons
in a labyrinth without
the faith to smite’em  
 this wasn’t what was promised  this is not what I was told 


I turn my eyes from
a luring minx though
I know it’d be delightful  
 this wasn’t what was promised  this is not what I was told
 
Wanderin' lost in the
Garden of Soul and it’s never
once been insightful  
 this wasn’t what was promised  this is not what I was told
 
Standing naked in a
blizzard and my skin
is boiling somethin’ frightful  
 this wasn’t what was promised  this is not what I was told

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  1. Date: 1/11/2013 3:13:00 AM

    This is lyrically and poetically a wonderful write and the in-depth meaning in this poem is very insightful and thoughtful and if you can make a tune to this song, it will be so beautiful to hear. All the best

    Australis Avatar Arturus Australis Date: 1/11/2013 3:26:00 AM Block poet from commenting on your poetry

    kind words much appreciated. This work indeed is a song & I have many, many more verses, which I will possibly post in 'instalments' if enough postive feedback is forthcoming. I even have an inspired verse which enables this neverending song t be concluded but not end! Intriguing?