AT THE EDGE
Despondently here I stand
At the cliff's edge
Am I perturbed that am finally here?
Not at all
I knew I was susceptible to emotional disentegration
I knew every shove would steadily cede me
onto these boggy grounds
I ponder for a moment
Should I plummet?
Maybe the saline oceanic waters
pounding on the rocks under
Would show larger renumeration
For my ruptured mettle
Am I paranoid?
Do not get me wrong
I have always envisaged
A more cajoling summit
I often flirt with the illussions
Of a 'happily ever after' with you
But it seems we have aberrated
Like other numerous mortals
The rocks underneath rumble
At the beating of the humongous waves
I quake with nervousness
Am I contemplating retrieving my steps?
Not again!
A glance into our past episodes
Substantiates that we as a pair
Are the worst custodians
Of something so rare
Despite being accorded the chance
To burgeon in its sensory manifestations
We instead ceased, manipulated it
We have but tomfooled with it
And now we frown at the anomaly
Like we conjectured a dissimilar result
Oscillating between consternation and a momentous relieve
I am letting go my darling
If I vacillate a minute longer
Am afraid, I may reel back onto you
Casting us deeper into oblivion
So, am letting go my darling!
by prettykananu
6th October, 2010
At the cliff's edge
Am I perturbed that am finally here?
Not at all
I knew I was susceptible to emotional disentegration
I knew every shove would steadily cede me
onto these boggy grounds
I ponder for a moment
Should I plummet?
Maybe the saline oceanic waters
pounding on the rocks under
Would show larger renumeration
For my ruptured mettle
Am I paranoid?
Do not get me wrong
I have always envisaged
A more cajoling summit
I often flirt with the illussions
Of a 'happily ever after' with you
But it seems we have aberrated
Like other numerous mortals
The rocks underneath rumble
At the beating of the humongous waves
I quake with nervousness
Am I contemplating retrieving my steps?
Not again!
A glance into our past episodes
Substantiates that we as a pair
Are the worst custodians
Of something so rare
Despite being accorded the chance
To burgeon in its sensory manifestations
We instead ceased, manipulated it
We have but tomfooled with it
And now we frown at the anomaly
Like we conjectured a dissimilar result
Oscillating between consternation and a momentous relieve
I am letting go my darling
If I vacillate a minute longer
Am afraid, I may reel back onto you
Casting us deeper into oblivion
So, am letting go my darling!
by prettykananu
6th October, 2010
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