Moving On

Moving On

Forever crying,

wanting to bury it's truth.

This hopeless entity of misconceptions will run wild in it's own thoughts.

As one who dreams of the world's wound,

He seeks to destroy the suffering masses,

he is painless.

He is the mercy killing,

 the breath and the death of God.

Slightly dead air and darkness could turn on that creature

but for it's divinity,

it was birthed in purgatory.

 

It was here that I was found.

 

Back against the mausoleum.

My hand raised more from fear than for defense.

I cry out "You murder my darkness; I am star-crossed and weary!"

But I cannot eternally run to someone else's immoral graveyard.
 

It understands this; my mountain of sin.

"You are very unwanted and unwelcome!" I scream.

 

Relish this innocence,

this moment of time before the taking.

When life is lifted out and beyond and carried gently across the shoulders of death,

to the everlasting.

Author's Note

Reviews

[Sami Khalil]

"Relish this innocence,
this moment of time before the taking.

When life is lifted out and beyond and carried gently across the shoulders of death,

to the everlasting."

A true and tested poem. I like the ending the most but the whole too...:).................

[Lyn Anderson]

This is so great and so dark, so powerful -- just one question, it would seem the it's in this poem do not need the apostrophes. There are a few of them, so I wasn't sure if you wanted them that way.

[Raymond Federle]

Isn't it correct "It's" when it possessive? ... 'as in It's my party' or 'to bury it's truth'? We're just not sure in the poem what 'It' is but 'It' claims possession of the truth. IDK...not sure if that came out right...tired...long day. :) Thank KL

[Lyn Anderson]

its is the possessive form, without the apostrophe, and It's is it has or it is so It's my party is correct, and its truth is without the apostrophe, does that help?

[David Scott]

I was thinking the title would lead me to a broken relationship... In a sense it does. We tend to be broken from the spiritual nature within us until we look at birth and death... Our spiritual selves need to lived out in the moments between as well, before moving on...
I enjoyed the depth of this write and the music was perfect to add to your inspired write.

[Raymond Federle]

Thank you David. :)

[Pryde Foltz]

Relish this innocence,
this moment of time before the taking.

When life is lifted out and beyond and carried gently across the shoulders of death,

to the everlasting.

Can I say this was a great death poem, because it was. Lyrical and deeply profound.

[Frieda P]

Dark and profound, this piece is really heavy Raymond. Sounds like those last dying breaths of a dark fallen angel. Kind of gets under my skin....sends a shiver down my spine. Affecting read.