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Published by: Depth Writer on 19th Feb 2012 | View all blogs by Depth Writer
[piano plays softly]



As I sat inside myself, tears drizzling down the window pane

there was a sigh of relief hanging from the shelf in my mind

Remembering the forgotten thoughts, the buried memories

that had stayed in the lock box of my heartbeats, its walls

surrounding my pain...



Keeping it in... for all these years- the tragedy that no one knew

nothing of; the collapse of the world through our fingertips...



[Rain]



Faster, and faster the tears drizzle... spewing at my existence

oceans grow into portraits – mountains fold like an accordion

and... silence begins to invade... till it is ever still



[Quietness]





Whispers ring throughout the chromatic night, even the birds stop

everything is rolling up into a huge ball... Danseuse's cease to glide

through the thick breeze... Symphonies are not heard of through the

halls of the mind... Fire strokes through like an uncontrolled brush

and sometimes, I close the shades to my mind, searching endlessly...



[Thunder]



Rips through the core of my soul, striking everything in its path, as

rubble falls to the nakedness of my palms, and I stand in silence,

consumed by the roar of the wind... As the rain pours from the moons

architecture, closing my eyes to the p_a_i_n... a sigh of relief structures

itself around me...



[Penetrating Silence]



Devours my hungriness, arid is the thirstiness of the ground around me



[Hurricane Forced Winds]



Swirling, gyrating, pouring the tears of the pain, letting it be captured

taken away, burning through the breeze, the treasure of the world comes

to a stop...



The pain subsides, withers, dies, dissolves....

The tears begin to fade, disappear, as if they never were present... and the

piano begins to play intensely...



The last time I wept it was of happiness, in the ending chapter of my mind..





I hung up the phone in shock... {slammed it to the floor}

my back began to slither down the plaster wall,

my mind submerged itself within {boxed in}

Tears drizzled down my flesh {sweating out the pain}

I screamed your name aloud {shaking the walls}

enclosed by the studs of my soul [trapped inside],

key-less, a window with no pane, a door with no knob... {entombed}



Thunder roared violently within {pounding me with nails}

building the walls I thought I'd never need again...

I am mummified, dry, unmoving, skin has eroded, fallen to my feet

my ivory bone is turning to dust... looking like a wood shop of another time

{saw sounds} the pain is cutting me down, devouring my soul, engulfing

my breadth... pulling the life from me, beauty is invisible...

[piano plays]




It's my time...

to close my eyes, to feel the pain of everyone, and thing

It's my time...

to enclose my skies, to feel the stain of beating drums, and Spring

It's my time...

to choose my sighs, to feel the wain of feasting crumbs, the wing

as it flaps away



(Symphony plays in the distance)



Where am I, that it is dark, entombed within my own mind

watching the tears drizzle like a controlled rain, pounding, thundering through...

The breadths of time stand still



[My soul spins around looking up]



Dancing within the atmosphere

Calling your name still, but I hear silence, deafening, slowly killing me...



[Arms drawn to chest]



Look at me...

See me witness your pain, I shout through the wind, as it is carried off

an echo is heard... bouncing from body to body... city to city... mind to mind

I say look at the beautiful sea

as it plays melancholy and lullaby’s

My figure spirit falls to the dew covered ground

fist pounding wave-less



Remember the kiss upon carmine and amethyst lips

the emotion that ran through our bodies

The motion of the ocean as we pranced though the land

of our souls, enveloping hands... ordain to follow, to lead the way

the light of the days softly, becoming the backdrop, the canvass afire

passion alas'...



Karen D. © 2o12

Comments

2 Comments

  • Sonnet Diva
    by Sonnet Diva 2 months ago
    as always that voice radiates out in it's purity, almost saw you like a conductor in this one Depth. sense a deep loss from within it
  • Depth Writer
    by Depth Writer 2 months ago
    There is a loss yes, your thinking, and feeling is correct hon ---- but not my loss.... but I felt it within my circle... guessing that is why the piece was able to come alive... I was also in the middle of formatting a screen play when the news of the above was heard... So just added to its intensity.... Thanks for reading hon hugggz
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