The Gibberish … (is it?)

The crimson eyes flickered like a warning siren

An ill omen, the menacing eyes of fate

Before my senses had the power to react

The glare died away, and I felt betrayed

Of the reality and the rationality

I was so proud of, the procrastination

Of my wisdom and my sanity

As I failed to realise what was going on

And it was dark again in the abyss of emptiness.

I was silent as my heart skipped a beat

Drenched in cold sweat I was scared!

I could sense the evil around me

Surreptitious and merciless,

Waiting to pounce upon the prey

As it lurked ominously in the binge!

The silence hurt me, I perspired like a pig,

It was the silence before the storm, before the wild rampage.

I prayed and I prayed and I prayed

As I was a prisoner at despair’s behest

Nothing seemed real, a mystifying mayhem

Bewilderment merged with incomprehensible fear:-

I don’t want to die; I don’t want to get hurt;

Alas! I was but in a fight with myself!

My inner self full of negativity and velleity

That had held me back, as I hopelessly rued:-

I was but blind, as my fears overpowered me

Like a filthy old demon ravaging

The innocence of a sweet little kid!

The abyss was my ignorance;

The darkness came from within;

I was the frog in the well!

I was the creator of the hell!

And as I gaze up now, a steep climb

Awaits me en route to my fight for my existence

Killing the fear, the crimson eyed monster

Tearing apart the despicable me from me

Will undoubtedly be something not easy!

Showering the darkness with light

Rejuvenation is on the cards,

But then I am bound by time!

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7 responses to “The Gibberish … (is it?)

  1. I wouldn’t call it gibberish at all. I think structuring the poem a little better may help with the reading of it though. The imagery is strong, and themes are developed … just found the format/structure a little lacking. Really enjoyed the poem overall, thanks for sharing.

  2. Well, it was an attempt at blank verse … I’m more into rhythm and rhyme and less into blank verse, my previous posts will corroborate that… so the concentration was more on the subject and less on the structure … But then thanks a lot for your comments … Glad that you’ve enjoyed reading it!

  3. Blank verse are hardest to understand, yet are the most powerful. Yours I love !
    Regards,

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