Thursday, December 20, 2012

Poetic Thursdays: Deeper than the abyss

I wrote this poem just last night and i really loved it.It also tells me how wild my imaginations are.I used a part as my status on blackberry messenger and my very close friend sent a message thinking something was wrong and then i reminded him i was a poet.I can't tell you what inspired this particular poem,it just came out.I hope you find it as good as i found it (forget the fact that i wrote it,i love this particular poem).Read,comment and share if you so please.


Deeper than the abyss
You wake up one day,like today
With the sun slowly crawling out of the horizon
The stillness that accompanies the night withdrawing fast
Being replaced by activities
You engage in your daily routine
Assisted by tooth paste,toothbrush,sponge,water,towel,deodorant,cloths
And you continue the routine by stepping out into the gaping mouth of the day
Aiming to find your way to work
You first notice the beggar close to the curb isn't there anymore
But standing beside a luxurious car talking to a man in a fancy suit that is like his
You don't understand what is going on but make your way to your favorite eatery to have breakfast
Only to see that it's a mechanics shop with your landlord as the mechanic in soiled overall
With your face distorted by a frown formed in confusion
You make your way to your workplace not far from the eatery
But you meet your boss at the gate and he calls you sir and opens the gate
You get into the building and realize you don't know a single soul
Now dazed,you rush out and sprint to the building you are certain housed your therapist
But find a florist instead
The one place you were sure you would find answers in the church
You get there and see tattooed men and barely clothed women
It's a night club and those are the workers
And on the side street,your pastor's wife working on a strange man
Not with working tools,but with her body
Now mystified you retrace your steps but step on a drunk
But you know this drunk
He's the person you used to know as your pastor
Questions...fear...frustration...and you know your heart can't take it anymore
You feel it's a dream
You try to wake up
But you can't
You pinch yourself,it hurts
You cut yourself,you bleed
It is reality
You're stuck
You wake up one day and realize all you believed in are lies
It'd be the worst day of your life
The confusion would be deeper than the abyss

24 comments:

  1. ....or you woke up in an alternate universe.

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  2. you are feeling like one guru now, abi? Lol

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  3. Wow, that a scary reality or alternate universe.

    onecurator.blogspot.com

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    1. I know right! LOL

      Thanks for stopping by and for the comment.

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  4. Wild imaginations.. It will really be scary to start thinking of the possibilities of these things,happening..

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    1. Thanks Ema Leecious! We missed you around here.

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  6. nice, both the heading na wa, got me scared
    ...hhaha
    www.somewhereinmoscow.blogspot.com

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    1. Hahahaha The heading was meant to be scary just as the poem itself is.

      Thanks for dropping by.

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  7. Wishing you a merry Christmas and happy new year.
    The Lord's blessing be upon you as we walk into 2013.

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  8. Deeper than the abyss indeed :P

    Wishing u a very happy new year... Have loads of fun !!

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    1. Hehehehehe Thanks alot Jyoti! I wish you thesame.

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  9. As a man thinks so he is, God sees us as we really are.

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    1. Thanks alot for stopping by and for the conmment.

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    1. Thanks,will respond as soon as possible.

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