Blackened: A Poem
61Sometimes in our lives we live with feelings buried deep inside ourselves. Sometimes those feelings are begging to be released, and sometimes the only way to relieve those emotions is to put the words or thoughts onto paper, in either a story or in a poem. Once those feelings are exorcized we are then free to move on with our lives. Here is a poem about... well you figure it out.
Blackened: A Poem
The Sun sets
the horizon bleeds out the light
descending is the night
the World Blackened.
A fire rages
grasses burning
flames churning
the Earth Blackened.
An angered fight
a punch to the left
another on the right
Vision Blackened.
Somewhere a heart breaks
Somehow a love fails
Sometime the tears ache
In the end your soul is Blackened.
Courage stands the test
you gave it all
you did your best
the World forever Blackened.
The End
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Hooah Wes Good Work!
Thank you RB, I'm glad that you like it. Hmrjmr1 thank you for your appreciation of this one. I'm curious though, what ya'll think it is about. I was told by a fellow soldier that it is a love poem, but I'm not so sure.
Great moving poem. To me it sounds like what it must be like for you when you try to fall asleep in the middle of hell, a war zone. Well done....
Thank you breakfastpop for your interpretation. I am glad that it has an affect. Thanks for visiting.
It seems to me to be a poem about frustration, and love. I interpret the world as being yourself, and the blackness as being feelings of desperation, and or loss. Nice poem Wesley.
Brandonfan: I like that angle, it makes sense. I thank you for visiting, reading, liking, and commenting. It is greatly appreciated.
It would be silly to just say this poem is, "Dark." It conveys a very negative outlook, Wes, but with strong convictions. Thanks.
Thank you Dohn for commenting and reading. I always appreciate your comments.
My interpretation: It is a study of the term "blackened" and the different roles it plays in life. Its a defeatist poem. Black is the sinew that holds all these little observations together.
such a haunting quality to this one..almost like an ode to one's darkest moments...! loved it! may light always shine on you...x
This is so true...in any aspect you look at it, a broken heart, being beaten or maybe even killed, the earth being destroyed by man...all of these scenarios can all be catagorized in this "blackened" state. Showing how caloused we as human beings can become to where there is no love nor hate...just indiference in it all thus your soul is blackened...very sad yet very good poetry!
Keep that poetry stream coming, Wesley. Your poems are full of true emotion. Thank you
Keep looking, there must be a silver lining somewhere...
Randy Behavior: Good, that's pretty close. Blackness is the end of each event, and in the end of all of it is more blackness.
Myownworld: I think you're right as well, an ode to our darkest moments. Thank you for visiting and reading.
Pachuca: I really like your interpretation, but the last stanza (or whatever) is about ultimate love, the giving of your life in the defense of your fellow man (man being human of course)so that they may survive.
Jess: Thank you for reading and enjoying this one. Also thank you for commenting.
Advisor: The silver lining must come after what is next. I think the silver lining comes from within ourselves. Thank you for reading.
Sounds like war, battlefield. i'm right because I can interpret it the way I want to. LOL
You got that right ralwus, anyway you want to interpret it is fine with me. And you are right with that interpretation, for the first and last stanza's relate directly to combat.
how did i miss this wonderful piece of work...... i have been so dozy and into myself, this is wonderful
PL: Thank you for your words of encouragement on these wonderful pages. I assume then that you liked the poem. I wonder what you interpret it to mean?
Nicely written.
Thank you Aarisa.
You're so welcome...check out my latest when you can..interested in what you think: hubpages.com/hub/My-Life-Such-As-It-Is
Randy Behavior Level 2 Commenter 2 years ago
My favorite line: the horizon bleeds out the light. Good Rhythm. Good stuff.