Challenge Yourself
By Fox-Trot-9
47: A Ghost's Caress
(Elegy)
I am a soul divided 'giants myself,
Divided on a strand of fickle fate
That curses me with life and worldly wealth,
But does not ease my mind of all I hate
Within myself. I am a world divided
On shifting sands of hate and waning love,
On which my dreams remain still undecided,
Remaining so when everything but love
Becomes the fodder for the things I write,
As if my worldly self were sunk in endless night.
I am a poet lost inside the strife
That now entraps me in my own despair,
Coloring all my visions of this life
With morbid shadows flitting everywhere
I look. I am one man, a flitting candle
Light on a windy night of shade and shadow,
Wherein I see a door whose very handle
Beckons me forward with the afterglow
Of hope. I once embraced this world with thee,
But now I'll let thy ghost's caress embrace and hold me.
(To be continued...)
A/N: Hey there! After a long time without posting anything for this collection, I hope this poem makes up for it. Ta ta for now!
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Challenge Yourself
PoetryGenres: Poetry. Summary: This latest poetry collection will chronicle whatever poetry contest or poetry writing challenge or inspirational moment I undertake. I need to get back into the poetic disposition, and this collection will help me do that...
