Death is but an absence
Of the mind’s activity
While held in captivity
Of the depreciating body
That it used to control.
Tag: Demise
Demise
I see a girl with emerald eyes
That glisten and ensnare
The world with it’s skies
Without the slightest care,
Free from what’s soon to destroy her.
I see a girl with eyes so cool
For they’ve seen the world fall
To armies so cruel
That they’ll take it all
Away for the chance to entrap her.
I see you with your eyes cast down
A single glance and I peruse
A distinctly permanent frown
From the emotional abuse
That you let yourself go through.
Abomination
How do you loathe me? I forbid you count the ways!
You loathe me to the shallow and short lengths
Your body engages with abandon, when in sight
Against the beginnings of nonexistence and imperfect cruelty
You loathe me from the rear of never night’s
Subtle rule, by moon and natural light
You loathe me strictly, as women abandon immorality
You loathe me pollutedly, as I unbend after scolding.
You loathe me without the leniency you call to use
On your new joys, and without my experienced denial
You loathe me with a hatred you existed to create
Without your newfound saints. You loathe me with a choke,
Frown, laughter of your demise; and, if the devil declines me
You shall but loathe me worse during our next life.
http://www.napowrimo.net/ antonym poetry prompt from day 30! Inspired by Elizabeth Barrett Browning’s famous poem (and one of my favorites) “How Do I Love Thee? Let Me Count The Ways…”; which can be found here http://www3.amherst.edu/~rjyanco94/literature/elizabethbarrettbrowning/poems/sonnetsfromtheportuguese/howdoilovetheeletmecounttheways.html