shhhh...
Don't You See
Don't you see; once you're wounded
Nothing can ever be fine again-
The world will keep counting down it's calendars
Till the next execution, and people will smile,
Shake your hand; pretend that no tears come
Pretend normalcy; pretend the graves are empty
But you know yours waits, like a mouth gaped open,
Like a shriek, just waiting for the echo to return:
They'll bury all your dreams, and your heartbeats
Will never again vibrate the world's flesh
Being forgotten is the only true sin;
Because no one has ever escaped it
In that void of presence we leave behind
And I'm weeping for all of us now,
And I know I'll never be able to stop crying again
Until that last heartbeat falters,
Or fades away: for to live is to realize
That you've been irreparably broken, and to keep going anyway
Knowing that all we are, is a memory soon fading
But can you still hear my heart beating?
these words can only come from a heart that beats faster than it should....
your hearbeat will go on tho memory fades
'for to live is to realize That you've been irreparably broken, and to keep going anyway' These are the lines which resonate with me. Evocative and thought-provoking.
How many different talking points can you fit into one poem? Wow, there's a lot to take in here. Mostly, I'm wondering why we have to live this life, first. I guess if we've already lived our dreams, they can never be buried. They have their own place in the grand scheme of things. Anyway, I can still hear, so that must mean mine is too.
This magnificent poem has stepped my heart beat up a notch with talk of my grave; 'yours waits, like a mouth gaped open, / Like a shriek, just waiting for the echo to return' - compelling, moving and goosebump-inducing - what more could any poetfreak want from a poem? Superb! :)
Wistfully lyrical, this piece is haunting without doubt.
You've set me spinning...