Maybe It Is Death
Darkening of the land of man
Shadows pool into wells as gloom
Solidify into the things best left unseen
A thing from a different realm
A different reality
The coming Doom.
A realm between what is known and unseen
We are of this life
We are in the weakening world
The walkers in daylight
Maybe its’s death
But we are only one side of the coin
We are of one world and our souls the other
The only thing that keeps the worlds apart
A thing unseen as thin as smoke
An elusive as a shadow.
Maybe its’s death
Not much separates the two
A heartbeat away
A second reaction
A Fatal attraction
A crash, a drowning, pull of the trigger
A moment in between one thing
And the next a season of shadows
or light everlasting.
Maybe its’s death, maybe not
What is the difference?
The thin veil between realities
A shifting between the seen and unseen
In one moment we are talking to our love
The next they are gone beyond where we can transverse
maybe it is Death?
Or a voyage we sea in deep dreams.
Darkening of the land of man
Shadows pool into wells as gloom
Solidify into the things best left unseen
A thing from a different realm
A different reality
A realm between what is known and unseen…
The coming Doom.
Copyright © Poet Tellaferro | Year Posted 2021
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment