WAITING

WAITING

Life alone is

a desolate reign,

feel no remorse,

no fear, no pain.

 

Dark lonely days

and endless nights

with no chance of living,

or more pointless fights.

 

My reasons, pure and simple.

A growing need with mouths to feed;

to reap the seeds I’d sown

and a place to call my own

 

Like a cynical silhouette

dancing in the night sky.

Waiting.

Watching.

Time to say goodbye.

 

“HANG HIM!” the mob cries

but is this price not too high?

 

Hearts and minds

have been closed for so long

and they fear, now, to concede

that they may be wrong.

 

Sun kissed land

and dry river bed,

will I even be missed

when I’m dead?

 

No songs by the fireside

for this weary gent,

just a tear shed in pain

to a solemn lament.

 

Like a cynical silhouette

dancing in the night sky.

Waiting.

Watching.

Time to say goodbye.

 

Blackness.

Blackness all around.

 

Deathly silence;

not a sound.

 

A piercing cry

breaking bated breath.

 

A murderous mob

cheering a cruel heartless death.

 

Like a cynical silhouette

dancing in the night sky.

The long wait is over

with a tragic goodbye.

 

 

Written by Darren Scanlon, August 1984

This revised version written 3rd April 2015.

©2015 Darren Scanlon. All rights reserved.

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10 Comments Add yours

  1. Bad Wolf says:

    My God, Darren. The pathos drips from every line!

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    1. Thanks, glad it touched you. This is a very old poem from 1984 when I was only 19yrs old. 😊

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  2. WOW.. Very dark poem, Darth. Very dark for a 19 yr old 🙂

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    1. I’ve always liked this one for some reason, Kerry, from the day I first wrote it. I’m not keen on a lot of my earlier stuff but this one has always struck a chord with me. 😊

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  3. Dalo 2013 says:

    Wow, such a powerful poem from your 19-year old self… contradicts your avatar photo quite well 🙂

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    1. It shows how our perceptions change over the (too many) years. I still have the deep dark side and I let it out often when I’m writing, especially my serious (epic) poems. Glad you liked it.

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  4. Great to meet you Darren. I love this poem! Thanks for sharing it. 😊

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    1. My pleasure, Eloise. Glad you liked it.

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  5. Thanks Darren for following my blog. I will follow you too. Have a nice day. I like your poetry.

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    1. My pleasure Julie. Glad you like it.

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