Fantaasy or fact

narrative verse

 

 Fantasy or fact.

 

I am not dead nor do I live.

I hover somewhere in between

 No explanation I can give

will prove to be sufficient to.

 

Describe exactly how I feel.

I long to stay but want to go.

To who or what do I appeal?

I am confused I do not know.

 

When I return to consciousness

and find I am myself again.

Gone is the sense of timelessness.

I am content and free from pain.

 

I knew deaths door was open wide

 but knew my family needed me.

I did not choose to step inside.

It could have been a fantasy.

 

I’m sure some few will understand

 but only those who have been there.

Most will dismiss it out of hand.

Though not because they do not care.

 

They simply cannot comprehend

 they lack the sensitivity.

To know that death can be a friend

who is prepared to set you free.

 

But in the end the choice is yours.

It is your life you must decide

which would be the better course.

To just give up or to abide.

 

I don’t remember which I chose

 but obviously I am still here.

I must have chosen I suppose.

But on that point I am not clear.

 

I can remember vividly

The doctors crowding round my bed

Whilst I was floating happily

 and watching from above their heads..

 

Fantasy or reality

I do not know but I am sure

That it has wrought a change in me

 that’s permanent and will endure.

 

No longer will I fear to die.

I know that death is not the end.

I am quite sure but know not why.

My enemy is now my friend.

 

I know that death will set me free

When my time comes then I will go

Released from my earthly body.

Towards a future I can’t know.

 

22/10/2009

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Reviews

[PaleWriter]

I've heard this described before many times and always in the same way. Some say it's a glimpse of heaven's gate, others say it's just something in the brain firing off at the same time creating an illusion. I guess this is one of those musteries that will always be unsolved till it's time to go. Great poem Poet. You've got a great style.

[David Lewis Paget]

A fitting subject for a poetic muse, Piers. The detail in this tends me to believe that it was inspired by an actual experience. I've read before of people who have allegedly left their own bodies during operations, or during heart attacks, and floated up somewhere around the ceiling, looking down on themselves. I'm not such a cynic that I disbelieve them, either. Interesting piece!

[deeps]

I guess really it can be both, both fantasy and fiction.
We know that there is somthing out there.

What we don't know can be a fanasty,
What we do know can be facts.

I like this it's quite intriquing and something to ponder on.
Very well written, just flows down the page.

[Tate Morgan]

I can relate to this i wrote another called my end that is somewhat simalar

[LisetteCanWrite!]

This is so uniquely different from so many others that I have read of yours.. very personal, profound, creative and free-flowing. Rhythm, rhyme and content is divine my friend.. I am awestruck.. have felt this a time or two.. and death certainly is part of life whether we like it or not and so many struggling to embrace such fact! I loved the depth of the entire writing but the most prominent words I found were:

Fantasy or reality
I do not know but I am sure
That it has wrought a change in me
that's permanent and will endure.
No longer will I fear to die.
I know that death is not the end.
I am quite sure but know not why.
My enemy is now my friend.
I know that death will set me free
When my time comes then I will go
Released from my earthly body.
Towards a future I can't know.

Another piece you have written that have surpassed all others I have read by yourself.. this contains all elements that reach inside me.. that inner battle of life and death.. good and bad. Amazing poet you are.. with some sad undertones.. but don't we all have those from time to time.. loved it and want you to know I am saving to favorites to remind me of LIFE.