Contradictory

04/06/12 09:53 pm

These colours are so wondrous,
Must they fade away?
You can hide from me for now,
But only for these few days.
Will you join me willfully,
Or must I take your way?
Will it be in vain?

Curiosity fulfills me,
Shall I join you myself?
Will I come to a heaven, a hell?
Will you come fast paced,
sweet, slow? I will never know.
Will you enlighten me now?
Will I come to love you, hate you?
Do I dread you, await you?

But it is not your time yet, don’t fret.
Pray, soon it may. Patience, darling.
For now I shall leave you.

Will these colours still be wondrous,
Honey, after I join you?

Author's Note

This is my first proper poem. I'm not sure if anyone understands it, but it's about Death having a conversation with a person.

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

almost like a love affair, death comes and joins us...this reminds me of emily dickinson's "because i could not stop for death"--

this is quite good...but i would leave out the explanation in the author's note...let the reader read into it what he or she will..because this could be open to many interpretations...and would be better left that way.

good writing..very good writing.

[zainul]

I appreciate your efforts.
The conversation is awesome.
Perhaps some individuals pass through such conversation during disease or certain mental
crisis.

[Sami Khalil]

I like questions in a poem.

[Divenita Er]

I really liked this poem. The title really suits the verse. Please may i know what you mean by proper poem?

[Maria]

Thank you! And proper poem, meaning one that I decided to write myself, instead of my teacher or school forcing me to write one for an assignment or something. All the other 'poems' that i wrote before are pretty much random jumbles of words or feelings.

[Divenita Er]

Oh that's fab. Please can you share the assignment poems too

[The Watcher]

What an interesting poem! You have very good word choice, and I sense a tad of confusion as well in these words. Nonetheless, it is very well written and kudos to you!

100/100

[Maria]

Thank you! I wrote this whilst thinking about the beginning of The Book Thief (I haven't read the whole book). This poem is confusing and utter nonsense, really, but I think it's about 'Death' talking to somebody, if that makes sense? In the first paragraph it's Death's point of view, and the second, the person he's talking to/about, then the pattern continues. Thanks for the review!

[The Watcher]

You're very welcome Maria, and I don't think this poem is utter nonsense. =)