I never felt the pain
By Tony123
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I never felt the pain as the needle kissed my vein
Just a gentle push and all to gain
to fly on wings my heart to sing
high above a sun kissed world to ring
to see the pavements far below
in the suns golden light aglow
where people wove their stately dance
walking laughing dip and prance
young and old silver and gold
like harvest fields in waves they sway
windblown gaily twisting young and old
I spin I turn to hear loves song
I dive I reel I must not stay long
two lovers sing my heart does flow
for love has no ending of this I know
I see the lover stoop and kneel
oh, how my heart do cry and feel
loves promise wings my way to hear
to my heart so it flutters and do cheer
his promise of love my breast does fill
of love so enduring but I see the ill
the ends of the earth they do meet
and fish do swim and sing in the street
or the oceans run dry with dust to blow
as up the hills the rivers do flow
or the geese on their feet lose their feathers to fly
I swoop I soar as years like rabbits do flee
I turn I dance my wings I spread life I see
back to my childhood where life all began
the flower of ages in my arms I do hold
to live and to grow as we all are told
first love of the world my mother long gone
my eyes fill with tears of qualms I have none
for still I remember her soft sweet song
all the clocks in the city of mine that do chime
from my bed cannot wake me from this sleep of mine
time cannot be conquered try as you might
you twist you turn both left and right
time is invincible uncaring unkind
let time not deceive you for time has no pity
its grip is of iron in its chains will you bind
to hold and keep you in its dark city
I twist I turn the stars don’t shine
in the dark I sit with scales in my hand
nightmare naked in a court that is mine
in the shadows the watcher who but time
the judge and jury his to command
the evidence when given is never in rhyme
it’s a cough not a kiss from behind the hand
the verdict is given guilty is time
I think I wake sure I am not
I twist and turn my bed is wet
Is it over no not yet
I gasp I wretch vague life leaks away
the needle takes me I cannot stay
spinning turning tomorrow today
I do not know time will have its way
my stomach knots am I times pet
to have to hold I hope not yet
now once again the needle’s lure
more of the same a hope not a cure
I drift away on a rocky road
watching life as it swirls away
maybe tomorrow or maybe to day
of this I know time will have its say
the rainbows swirl all the colour’s I see
summers green
winter white
life so tight
it twirls blue and green
autumns valley brown and gold are seen
winters white of falling snow
all dead and buried in a frosty glow
I turn I twist I wake
a breath I take
to the bathroom is my need
a tap that with a twist does turn
water fills a basin with speed
but my eyes are blurred I cannot see
as bloody hands I plunge to the wrists
the water hot my hands do burn
a face does look in front of me
the door I open I look inside
I stare to wonder what is missed
glacier’s barren in my cupboard hide
I turn I stagger the sheets do call
I look I see the desert my bed into which I fall
I tremble I twitch as the fingers reach
shiny pointed oh so sharp my need
the needle I left on a beach
Images swirl a golden curl
the needle tastes blood time will unfurl
I lift I fly I swoop I dive
a key to the land of the living dead
am I dead or am I alive
I fall I tumble it’s in my brain
To twist and turn I think I live
mother of pearl are colours in vain
I see a mirror I take a look
I see myself to read like a book
I see distress
I am a mess
I see life’s blessings
I see them less
I see my window open there
I stand eyes wide and stare
my life is ebbing the needles robbing
do I care am I sobbing
I look to see the bed is soiled
I hear wings a fluttering
I cannot move and time is robbing
Is it my heart that is stuttering
my breaths are toiled
the crack is opening as time does split
a figure stands I try to sit
the robe is black ebony
the hand white and bony
now with eyes so clear I see
in black the shade awaiting me
to me it beckons I do despair
bone fingers reach as if to shake
as I rise the cold hand to take
I feel a pull upon my hand
as together we fly to the promised land
though I turn and twist
I can’t resist
the one who has come me to take where
Time is invincible uncaring unkind
let time not deceive you for time has no pity
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