Poem: Though this Be the Last Day

[Vexus]

A poem for you. Listen to some sad, wistful, or melancholic music while reading for maximum effect.

Though this be the Last Day
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I passed through the broken door,
And entered our favorite room,
I sat on that battered chair,
For a moment I thought you too were there,
But then I recalled your thread on Fate’s loom,
From my own heart’s line was torn.

Outside to the leafless tree,
To stand on the grassless earth,
I pushed on that creaking swing,
Such carefree joy to your heart did it bring,
Yet no more will I hear those sounds of mirth,
Not while I yet mortal be.

Though this be the Last Day,
I have no need to mourn,
The truest gift you gave to me,
Will not by time be worn.

Passing the withered garden,
For just a moment I paused,
To toss in a silver piece,
Into that dry fountain where dreams did cease,
And the absent birds their flight had caused,
Hopes to follow to Eden.

Though this be the Last Day,
No fields of grief I sow,
The sacred word you gave to me,
E’er from my lips will flow.

At last to the sundered hill,
I raised up my weary eyes,
And beheld the dying Sun,
Tears in two rivers of mem’ry did run,
Reflecting the light from the burning skies,
A pool at my knees to fill.

Though this be the Last Day,
I shall not fear the night,
The loving kiss you gave to me,
Leads me to shining light.


So have no darkened fears, my love,
Doubt not the truths I say,
For the morning shall always be,
Our fate…
Our joy…
Our dreams…
Our tears…
Though this be the Last Day….

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[LordRavage]

Beautiful.

I cannot read this poem and listen to sad string music for my heart would ache and my soul would weep into one tear drop down my pale cheek.

(In other words...bravo!)

 

[Null]

There are some pieces of a decent poem trapped in here.

 

[Dave]

There are some pieces of a decent poem trapped in here.

*waits patiently for LB's awesome poem thread*

You are one critical poem reader, aren't you?

 

[Null]

There are some pieces of a decent poem trapped in here.

*waits patiently for LB's awesome poem thread*

You are one critical poem reader, aren't you?[/QUOTE]

Yes, I am. I like poetry that doesn't need to "speake in olde fashion'd estyle" - it's called poetic diction, and is a bad thing. I like poetry that takes you into a real moment, a concrete image that you can feel, a thought you're sharing, a feeling that aches for words to describe it. This is formula.

 

[Dave]

There are some pieces of a decent poem trapped in here.

*waits patiently for LB's awesome poem thread*

You are one critical poem reader, aren't you?[/QUOTE]

Yes, I am. I like poetry that doesn't need to "speake in olde fashion'd estyle" - it's called poetic diction, and is a bad thing. I like poetry that takes you into a real moment, a concrete image that you can feel, a thought you're sharing, a feeling that aches for words to describe it. This is formula.[/QUOTE]

You mentioned in the other thread that you had been published. So you probably know better than I. But I liked it anyway.

 

[Vexus]

Point taken. I use poetry to play with more old fashion ways of writing since I don't have much excuse to use it in my other stuff.