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Two Poems from our Dark Poems, Depressing Poems, Death Poetry Collection

 
 
Inheritance
   
Author: Tomek Piorkowski
   
Poem:
Inheritance
   
  INHERITANCE

These are the dreaded feelings that I have to share
In words that are written, in words that don't care.
Staggering in pain, through day to day, night to night,
I make myself stay awake, eat and drink, live, sleep;
Unable to laugh, dream, hope, even to delight -
I am in pain, my heart lost in the nightmare deep.
I cannot seem to escape my dark muse, to find a way
To leave this place of memory, this place called yesterday.

Endlessly turmoiling in the horror and strife;
Endlessly dreaming this nightmare called life.
Forever feeling that my past is now my blight,
For the unforgiving recollections hurt most.
To remember broken wings that never took flight;
Hear the jeer, see the fool, and fear the empty boast.
I wish I could banish the terror, send it on its way;
To be exiled, returned; back to the lands of yesterday.

But though half-forgotten, still, memories of pain
Ferment in my darkness, a darkness of Cain;
For they haunt me and chase me and hunt me right down.
I remember the child and the lad and the man;
Now I am here to wear my own terrible crown -
Reigning these ruins, built on foundations of wan.
If only I could run away, run away, run always
To escape all this pain, the pain of all my yesterdays.

March 2007
   
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The Mirror, or Reflections
   
Author: Tomek Piorkowski
   
Poem: The Mirror, or Reflections
   

THE MIRROR, OR REFLECTIONS

Horror, horror, on the wall,
Who is the most frightened of them all?
Who fears the table, who fears the feast?
Who fears the company of the fearsome beasts?

Horror, horror, on the wall,
Who is the ugliest of them all?
Who is the one who blackens the feast,
For in his presence, the guests all turn to beasts?

Horror, horror on the wall,
Who's the most repugnant of them all?
Who is the one repelled from the feast,
For he is revolted by the thoughts of beasts?

Horror, horror on the wall,
Who is the most distant of them all?
Who spreads coldness, aloof at the feast?
Who builds that great wall, to keep out all the beasts?

Horror, horror on the wall
Who and How, Where am I in this all?
I judge those who attend the feast;
But perhaps it is I, I who am the beast?

March 2007
 
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