Going Nowhere Slowly

Klingon Hamlet

Forever I walk in twilight
gently teased by limp fingers
of dawn's first light
whilst cold black fear lingers
between my wearied heart and mind.
Wait! Here, before me I find:
Corpses, alone in their ruin.
I wonder what actions can be taken
to avoid the solitary, soulless doom
that befell these forgotten and forsaken.

Sometimes...when I allow myself a grin
a flash of light bursts through the dim
and a roll of thunder cuts through the din
and I think: “That’s it. I’m in.”

But no. Echoes and facades:
All omens belie fate.
I've been had.
I try, try, TRY not to feel hate.

Somehow, I’ve learned to cope
despite no end to misery in sight,
despite the vacuum of no hope

Forever I walk in twilight.

busted flush

Klingon Hamlet wrote: »

Forever I walk in twilight
gently teased by limp fingers
of dawn's first light
whilst cold black fear lingers
between my wearied heart and mind.
Wait! Here, before me I find:
Corpses, alone in their ruin.
I wonder what actions can be taken
to avoid the solitary, soulless doom
that befell these forgotten and forsaken.

Sometimes...when I allow myself a grin
a flash of light bursts through the dim
and a roll of thunder cuts through the din
and I think: “That’s it. I’m in.”

But no. Echoes and facades:
All omens belie fate.
I've been had.
I try, try, TRY not to feel hate.

Somehow, I’ve learned to cope
despite no end to misery in sight,
despite the vacuum of no hope

Forever I walk in twilight.

poetry in motion. Very well put together.