Twenty-four hours to spend as I wish
Do anything, go anywhere
Twenty-four hours to make amends
For all my tarnished affairs
Thoughtfulness consumes my time
I wade in the ocean of my life
I've lived the way I was told, and now
My own way is the way I will die
I will die
And it will be alone, for I
Have lived my life among men
But death is here and where are they?
I have no need for them
All my life I have been trying
To reach some place, accomplish goals
So today, I will stop my trying
And what comes next, no one knows
I will die
And it will be at peace, for I
Have lived a life of confusion
Curious to know the answer to life
Perhaps death will answer my question
My life has been filled with emotion
Waning and waxing like the moon
So today, I will leave emotion
It plays not a part in death's dark tune
I will die
As the last leaf falls from a tree of autumn
And the last few minutes of time slow down
I do not bother to look at the world
I have seen far too much 'till now
My eyes are closed
The last second ends
I will never sense this world again
It is finished
A contest entry
- 24 Hours To Live by The Order of Chaos.
650 points, ended March 20, 2007, 16 entries
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Comments
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Ahh...
You made it sound like this person waddled away her 24 hrs. -
Niiice. xD
Much enjoyed, muh love.
The repetition of "I will die" was/is astonishingly effective, and was placed well throughout the poem.
For some reason it really appealed to be that the end of the world would come in Autumn, even as the leaves are falling from the trees.
Ah, and I also really liked the word combination "tarnished affairs" I found it pleasing to the mind.
Annnd, finally, I can relate to this poem, and isn't that what we all want deep down, whether from poetry, chatting, or face-to-face friends? To have something we can relate to, someone to make us feel more comfortable in our own skin 'cause it's not just us that's like that...
I'm gonna stop there before I rant. I'm in a ranting mood... Good poem, thought provoking, apparently. Lol.
-Allura


