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The Final Chapter

Missing image
Drafts flow through and through

delivering love’s absence,

life seemed so meaningless.

Surely the time had arrived

to extinguish all pain and sorrow.

 

The last bell had sounded

darkness silently entered

swiftly consuming his last breath...

ultimately finding peace.

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I chose option #3 - "Extinguished Essence" by Melissa Byrd

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  • hmm... do we find peace or hell or do we have to come back again and again until we find peace with this meaningless world? Who knows?


  • ScarletO gold member
    January 17

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    Oh MY. What a dark write. I am amazed at how well it fits the image and the mood here is downright creepy as if we are at his death beath. Excellent poem.


  • Desire gold member
    November 19, 2008
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    OMG~

    Powerful- (I think I have used that to describe all Your pieces Geesh)
    You sure know how to bag brevity!!
    Teach me- Mold me

    Love how You took the picture and gave it substance~ Bravo!!

    Thank You for sharing Your Talent and Spirit~
    Many blessings to You in all You do Sweet One
    Best wishes in the contest too
    with much love & light~ Desire~*~


  • Blushfulmoon silver member
    November 6, 2008

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    excellent~

    When you spoke of drafts I thought of the cold winds blowing sighs.......
    This reads deep and yes I agree dark but penned so perfect...
    Best of luck in the contest
    Hugs
    Your sis
    Susan~~~


  • Confusedboy
    October 23, 2008

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    Very touching. soft words that can be felt within my heart and soul, tender ones, that fill the painful ones that are open as a sore, festered, running. Thank you for this write, thoughtful things to ponder on.


  • JeannieD Hunter gold member
    October 22, 2008

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    Oh this is wickedly dark. Great take on this image. You can almost feel his life wafting away. Well done. Thank you for entering and good luck!


  • superstition
    October 21, 2008

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    "The last bell had sounded".....that line hit me like a ton of bricks. This whole poem is excellent, but it was especially that one line that really took me into the penning. Excellent symolism throughout the piece, as well...such a sad write...but still....there's a sense of peace by the end of it. You sure know how to write!

  • jojoy
    October 21, 2008

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    The final chapter is a finality that none can delay, keep from arriving. Life can be beautiful, if we seek to find those things that are lovely. I found this pleasant reading and sweet reflection.

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