DROWNING
( Peace in the thoughts of death)
Drowning |
I saw the face of peace
towards the ends of tunnels,
dark and deep.
in the breathless quiet bottoms
of warm
and steady seas.
I saw fear -
not of death,
not of when my life may cease
but of life itself,
that recklessly
forces us to it,
with no care for our peace.
Drowning.
I only hear
the beat of my heart
That beats
still, in the body of the dead
That beats
still, in a low pitched sound.
Not one breath passes,
only the water brushes through,
my entire body
like it's trying to break through.
Travelling somewhere
Into the sky maybe it seems,
now that I look from underneath.
It seems like I stand still in the world, alone.
And nobody pushes me down anymore
I stand still
and the bed of the ocean
rises up below my feet
My mind stays calm and blue,
it does not mix anymore
the concepts of past and present and where they must be
Like it carried the memories of one into another,
stuck in a place where they meet,
refusing my commands
so shamelessly.
I tried to convince it,
but it refused every time
To understand the difference
of what is yet to come
and what has already gone by
Yet it kept dragging
what has passed already
asking me to pen it down
into another aching rhyme
But it floats calm today
like a piece of meat,
Numb and cold like
the sound of my heartbeat
That slows down in this sinking water,
And finally stops
to hopefully,
never repeat.
~ Poetry by Priyanka