A Gothic inspired poem in the style of Poe’s ‘The Raven’
Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered weak and weary,
Upon a lost love gone for years; upon a life lost too;
I search in vain for evermore.
Why so young an Angel taken?
Why so young a life forsaken?
Suddenly snatched from mortal realm
With ne’er a chance to say goodbye
With ne’er a chance to wipe my tear
That fell upon my cheek so soft
And so I pondered long and lonely, feeling weary seeking solace
To quest his long lost resting place; I quest for evermore.
A place I knew ere in my dreams,
For never in my waking hours his sad tomb could I see.
That churchyard old and dark I saw;
In daytime nothing stirred at all.
Why in my dreams and not on earth
I pleaded every night whilst there.
In dreams of night his name I call
Through deaths dark door he whispers mine.
I wander long, alone and teary, vainly searching, vainly seeking
For that which I am so unsure;
I search for evermore.
A tomb maybe, a gravestone marked; a spot upon some barren ground?
In death and dreams he calls me home
My name he calls upon the winds;
In waking hours my torment thrives, fed on my wretched life.
My dreams are that which take my soul
To black tormented realms of pleasure.
Oh death, oh lover why taunt me so?
I beg you leave my dreams alone
Yet take me home with thee.
For in this world I cannot live
Yet can not die in yours.
Sweet freedom free me from this curse
Of searching lost and lonely
For a love lost in the realms of men.
In my dreams his tomb I find
In churchyard dark and dank and dreary.
And so upon a midnight weary I wander in that graveyard dreary
In deaths dark realm for evermore…..
Poem and Photo Adueni 2016
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