"I'm bleeding and bleeding….. Bleeding low...
Red stains run down, to my shoes...
Into the tub of solace & seclude.I'm sinking...
...and this is just the prelude...
There is a slow damping feeling...
...As bubbles of water wets my toes
The warm flow through veins,
pumping a silent tune
No struggle to tame,
just waiting for the final game
No real sight just a candle light - running dim...
The most romantic date with death has just begun.
Falling into my destiny's arms I shall dance with her...
..I will win this race of time… no matter what may come.
All things I thought was lost.. I will gain again from my past..
Worth it or not.. life anchoring into a shady stop..
The beats gets louder in my broken head... as it paces slowly in my chest!
Everything is a blur ... i'm so relaxed now...almost numb
Soothingly, passively, I float to my growing ground..
........My mama’s lap or Dad just driving me around...
...That first kiss, or that ocean sound..
A happy place, No one to bother & no one to miss.
My lady in black is back again...
And with that last grasp of air i gave my.... "Final kiss..."
~ Shiv, 21/12/2006 ( Living Euthanasia)
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3 comments:
hii shiv....i finally write for u......i don have words to say...u write so very well n touching it feels as if u write out d heart....u make d feelings come alive....great man....love ur poems.....[:)]
read it b4.
Read again here.
:)
Do I need to praise again???
Hi Shiv, and thank you for sharing this intense feeling. Poets choose their words very carefully (like lawyers), so I tend to go into the roots of the words to get into the poet's head...very interesting! And thanks again. Please continue to share your art with me, I enjoy art in all its forms.
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