If I Fall

Sometimes, just sometimes.......................................................................

If I fall on my dirk

as I sleep

do not weep,

do not be unhappy,

for my soul will

be at rest.

There in the silence

of that dark blanket,

I will curl up in foetal

innocence and vulnerability,

at peace at last.

I will dream soundly

and drink deeply

of the calm

in a place I am sated.

For I searched

amongst the clouds

for happiness on earth

where none could be

found.

I reached out to the stars

hoping that moonbeams

would warm me.

But I was left

naked,

stripped of all ambition.

And thus

I fell hard

to earth.

Many times

I lay upon barren soil,

deprived of

all sustenance,

and was simply

left to die,

to wither

upon the vine of time.

And so now is my moment

and I choose it.

I choose to go.

 

04/04/19

Author's Note

Reviews

[Manasa.L]

The first thought that came to mind when I started reading was that of a warrior who fought and has left a message for the ones who survived. But as I continued I could feel the despair that might have crumbled upon him. Hope life treats well and fill with hope.

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Indeed it has flaovours of both Manasa. Butb as Jacob said we as poets can rewrite the story time and time again. Many thanks.

[Manasa.L]

Yes as poets we are all bound to recreate the past with the present and define the future. You are welcome

[jacob erin-cilberto]

some choose to leave, others find a way to get better...life is like a poem...and we have the power to write, rewrite, and rewrite again...the ending we suppose...
but life will do what it will...and our pens cannot control that.
j.

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Indeed it is Jacob and thank goodness we can keep rehashing it. Many thank yous!