Description: Okay, it took me a while to write this. I kept on getting writers block. I hope everyone gets the meaning of it! thanks for all comments!
Echoes of a Screaming Soul -------------------------------------------
I’ll simply go insane by the echo in my mind
The echo of my soul screaming from time to time
Who am I? I ask as I watch the glowing crescent
Sail across the sky’s seas, brilliantly iridescent
Tears of my eyes shine in this glory’s aura
Who am I against this that I stare for a
Minute of fading time? A slow nightly beat
The stars patterned in the sky, lull the world to sleep
Waves in their rhythmic tune, synchronized with time
I’ll wish to be so steady in life’s graceful lines
As the surety of the clock’s hands to their destination
I’d wish to be so sure of the road of my fate and
To be so sure of this figure standing in my reflection
Frozen in the sands of time, a reality of perfection
Strain my ears to the mysterious wind’s mournful howling
Knowing the pain of invisibility, I’ll scream with it loudly
At the edge of the cliff no longer fearing death’s gravitation
Death got bored of me leaving me to my dark imagination
Coiled around the complexities of my own existence
Staring through my soul’s windows in an eerie distance
Though I know not who I am, and the path my feet will go
I close my eyes and pretend to form a presence in the snow
Imagining the blissful presence in its snow white purity
And the thought of such innocence being so near to me
I’ll watch as my hot tears melt my imagined friend away
For my mind cannot comprehend seeing that day
I know I’ll simply go insane from the echoes in my mind
The echoes of my soul screaming from time to time
I very much enjoy this...the first two lines hooked me.
'the echo of my soul screaming' was lifted from the ordinary with the addition of 'from time to time.'
the second stanza, was packed with tension and thought provoking intracacies of wording and of layering down from the everyday reality into a sort of philosophy. I might have worded it thus:
Who am I, against this? strikes me. For a full minute stare into the slow nightly beat of fading time The stars patterned in the sky, the world lulled to sleep.
If you are not insulted with my re-arranging,,,I'll continue.
Waves in their rhythmic tune, synchronize with time. I wish to be as steady, keeping in life’s graceful lines As the clock’s hands steadily move with surety to their destination I wish such sureness on the road of my fate and to be as sure of this figure standing in my reflection. Frozen in the sands of time, a sure reality of perfection
Strain my ears to decipher the mysterious wind’s mournful howling Knowing the pain of invisibility, I’ll scream with it loudly. At the edge of the cliff, no longer fearing death’s swift gravitation Death got sorely bored just leaving me to my dark imagination Coiled slyly around the complexities of my own existence Staring eerily through my soul’s windows, limiting the safe distance I sought.
Though I know not who I am, nor the path my feet will go I close my eyes and pretend to form a presence in the snow Imagining a blissful presence in its snow white purity And the thought of such innocence being so near to me forces my open hopefully seeking, I watch as my hot tears melt my imagined friend faint form away
I know I’ll simply go insane from the echoes in my mind The echoes of my soul screaming, from time to time.
I think your poem is fantastic, and I understand that feeling of willing positive thoughts and trying to believe prayers are heard, not quite believing that the Universe (or God) will bring you wehat you clearly ask for...looking is not needed...
that should read: Force my eyes to open, hopefully seeking.
re reading I may have tried to cram in too many "sures" and sibilance..s words shaken in profusion's sudden largesse seem somehow an overage of esses. (lol) sorry steve
Submission Name: Echoes of a Screaming Soul
