Do You Dare?

Do You Dare?

A Poem by Not here
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There's only death here;
there's only pain.
Why are you looking
among the insane?

They are just the shadows,
lurking in the shallows;
nothing but your friends,
wanting to reach new ends.
They want to meet you sooner;
they want to be your tuner.
They just want to lend
a helpful hand to send.

There's nothing hopeful;
there's nothing bright.
Why do you look in
the dark for light?

They just want to follow,
flying like a swallow.
Reaching for tomorrow,
filling you with sorrow.
They just want to talk to
and eventually walk you
up the road of thought
where memories are shot.

There's only chaos;
there's only harm.
Why do you cower
and look alarmed?

Why are you now crying?
Surely, you're not dying.
Why, then, are you weeping?
Pain has begun sleeping;
you are free from its grasp.
Why, then, do you now gasp?
What do you see behind you?
What do you see that you knew?

These are the people;
this is the place.
What will you do when
they touch your face?

Surely, they will not harm you;
surely, they would not dare.
Surely, they will not scare you;
surely, they touch your hair,
but never meant to harm you,
and never meant to scare.
Whenever they touch you,
think of it as a dare.
Do you dare to follow?
Do you dare to meet?
Do you dare to follow
walking memory street?

© 2015 Not here


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Not here
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Dante: Very creative - great flow, wonderful questions; thinking of heaven or a lost ghost; you pulled me in with all the questions and yes it thought provoking...lots to ponder. Also like the way you tie it in with memories; that could be heaven or hell in its own right. Very good writing. Clever. Thank you very much. Like this different indeed. Dale

Posted 10 Years Ago


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