Spiked

by Michael   Sep 12, 2016


The poem I have written
is in poetic verse.
A dear friends experience
which he told to me
yesterday.

Spiked.

Mike....

There are people in life
I would like to help
with their woes and strife.
But! I now realise, they have
an insatiable, vindictive
lust for trust!

I was, with no knowledge struck
into a paralysed state.
No time I had to debate,
if this was my destiny
with fate!

Unconscious visions goaded
my mind,
my death warrant was
faintly signed!
images flashed
before my eyes
such sad demise.

My heart...wearily...slowed,
my soul felt deceitfully,
bestowed.
Taken without my consent
to a place - Hell bent!

I felt an awkward shame
of dying here - right now
A performance ended
with an unscrupulous bow!

I became steeped with an
unfamiliar contentment.
That this was my final
destination,
an accepted, somewhat
strange clarification!?

But amongst my feeling
of chaos and confusion,
I was still alive!
in this eerie
delusion.

I fought for my life - my soul
deep - tooth and nail
and regained my conscious
self!
And lived to tell my
unwanted
tale!

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  • 7 years ago

    by Brenda

    Wow, ok, wow again-what an amazing write!

  • 7 years ago

    by Em

    Michael, not sure how this piece has been missed but my goodness the imagery is astounding and I love the subtle rhyming.

    Reads so smooth
    Em

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