I Bow Out

in The Ink Well4 years ago (edited)


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I will bow out, with my tears I will roam away
Turning the last page of my age then I go stray

My lover's chest is no longer my home
Nor this beheaded land was ever my own
I can no longer bare to stay here
For here I cry over the days that'd flown

Sarah, tell whoever asks in the street
That this heart can't live without a beat
That's if I ever leave the world of our love
Passion will still remain a promise never left incomplete

And should there ever be a prayer's time
Collect some of my falling tears and purify
For my tears has purified all of my sins
Washing over the lovers' lands and mine

My lover's chest is no longer my home
Nor this beheaded land was ever my own
I can no longer bare to stay here
For here I cry over the days that'd flown

Spread your hair around me, spread it like feather
And hug me for this is the last night we spend together
With that my death shall be amazing, hold me
Oh hold me, kiss my eyes and leave me to wither

And I am sorry, my life, silence is my only remaining device
So goodbye, my friends, though I cannot bare goodbyes
But I am tired, and in need to close my eyes

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What an amazing poem..

 4 years ago  

Thank you.

I enjoyed this one! Quite sad.
!CTP

Great poem - death - sad but beautiful.

This is a masterpiece born from sadness and the heart longings.

I really enjoyed reading your poem.

Much love 😍