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Eternal Void Melancholy cradled by the past parent to series of hopeless sighs and stares into the void… A cry for help uttered by tiny voice of detained spirit; numb hands for poetry, almost forsaken by inspiration of Muses. Tears of crushed soul flow towards eternity amidst oblivious laughter of love birds whose wedding bells still echo, causing more tears to faded embrace. In the silence of the night, a prayer from the lips of a haggard spirit is whispered, longing for refreshment yet still feeling like a Tantalus...blessed with fruits he can never eat water he can never drink. Ah, the soundless scream of Vanity... bound by Fate and Obscurity! Renaissance and death of Valor cursed by an eternal void. Note: Tantalus - Zeus's son and king of Lydia, who was honoured by the gods by being allowed to sit at their table on the Olympus. Tantalas killed his son, boiled him and served him to the gods to test them, and as a punishment he was sent to Tartarus in Hades. His destiny there was to stand in a pool be thirsty and hungry forever, above him was a tree full of fruits, but whenever he reached for it the wind blew the branches up, and when he bowed to drink the water sunk. |
This Poem was Critiqued By: marilyn terwilleger On Date: 2006-05-03 07:51:35
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 9.75862
Hi April...this is an outstanding poem. I read your additional notes before I read the poem and could feel the desperation and sadness of in the words. I shuddered at the thought of someone being boiled and then to stand in the midst of life saving food and water without being able to partake of it is quite inconceivable. You have done your home work here and have written an unforgettable piece. I enjoyed this from beginning to end.
Blessings...Marilyn