To the End

Mind is racing 
 
Limbs are aching 
 
I feel the end is nigh 
 
All alone in night unending 
 
Time a torturous lie. 
 
 
 
Brain fermenting 
 
Thoughts fragmenting 
 
Shatter in glass shards 
 
Fingers soon to dust returning 
 
Hold fast my deck of cards 
 
 
 
Fear is mounting 
 
Heart is pounding 
 
I know the end is nigh 
 
My sight long gone, still I see 
 
Those shards light up the sky 
 
 
 
Children laughing 
 
Old friends calling 
 
From a distant shore 
 
Mem’ries of a life unsparing 
 
And a time that is no more 
 
 
 
The time it passes, 
 
through the darkness 
 
With teeth so sharp pain bites 
 
Missive from cassandra spinning 
 
Prophecy I cannot fight. 
 
 
 

Life and loving 
 
True belonging 
 
No more need I pretend 
 
Gave life a go, decried its blows, 

My hand I played to the very end.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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October 18, 2020 at 4:49 AM
Brilliant improvement to your poem and I can see you are developing as a poet. The more you write and practice, the better you become with time. Also helps to read other poetry, something I am not very good at though...
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October 18, 2020 at 7:38 AM
Thanks so much. I've just realised that when you've finished a poem the real work begins
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October 17, 2020 at 8:25 PM
Superb dark poetry, Tansy. It's a real punch to the solar plexus. Write on, Gershon
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October 18, 2020 at 7:39 AM
Thanks. I wrote about 3 versions of this poem, so your praise means the work paid off!
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October 18, 2020 at 7:39 AM
Thanks. I wrote about 3 versions of this poem, so your praise means the work paid off!
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