When eternity’s tolling its summons
And my spirit must answer the bell,
Verify my reply to the devil,
Document my descent into hell.
Draft a suitably cynical scripture
As a testament tailored to fit
My eccentric delinquent demeanor
With sardonic, yet eloquent wit.
Diagnose the malignant psychosis
I embraced as I raced to my fate,
And deliver a sordid prognosis.
Pass a verdict that ends all debate.
Let my legacy fade with the sunset.
Let my memory pass down the drain
As my shadow blends in with the darkness
And my footprints dissolve in the rain.
Bid farewell to the women I’ve cherished.
Beg forgiveness of those whom I’ve hurt.
Save a locket of hair for my children,
And then scatter my ash in the dirt.
Raise your glasses with festive abandon,
Let the truth of the irony shine.
Use profanity’s edgiest gesture,
Toast my passing with laughter and wine.
Categories:
edgiest, allegory, death,
Form: Elegy
Live like there’s no tomorrow,
Dance it like there’s no sorrow.
Sing songs like everything is endless,
Laugh things like you’re feeling breathless.
Live like there’s no tomorrow,
Hit hearts with your edgiest arrow.
Shout things out with shimmering spark,
Forget things in your duskiest dark.
Live like there’s no tomorrow,
Run hardly like no one sees your sow.
Get drunk like you won’t ever stay,
Play things like you ever want to slay.
Live like there’s no tomorrow,
Write poems in your rarest thorough.
Say things that you have never said,
Live life before things get it end.
Categories:
edgiest, future, life,
Form: Carpe Diem