Ascension

Divine intervention

A frame of mind to slow time back to the picture in that frame, emotions i hide, wounds unhealed but i'm not afraid, 

I embrace my ascension 

Brace for a reunion with my crew that resides in the heavens.

So when i die, rest easy, Ill sleep when i'm dead, until then the rest i'm still getting 

Reviews

[Bear]

Witty with words, graphic with descriptions, yet idealistic on details, lax on construction of form but good with building blocks that make a poem. Having just read many of your poems without leaving a review, a guild had started to build inside for doing so. Thusly I post of the character and quality I find in your poetry, the lax on construction is because the sentence structure in many of your poems restrict flow.

[Emily]

I needed to read this. Thanks, man!

[BLitZeD]

np, glad u could relate :)

[Mitali Shah]

Now this is definitely something very rare and unique. Keep writing. :)

[wordman]

wonderful thoughts my friend

[E G TEN]

Hey Blitzed, cool poem about ascension. Thanks for the request.

[Coyote Poetry]

Ascension. A wonderful word. Many logic for this word. I wonder what is the final ascensions? I believe dead is dead. I enjoyed the poem. You left a lot for the reader to think about. Thank you for sharing the outstanding poetry.
Coyote