Here’s a little poem I wrote due to recent events, I’m not a very good poet, but I hope you like it. I call it The Symphony of a Fool.
I floated alone through the dark and gloomy abyss,
With nothing to care for, no friends to miss,
Then I chanced upon a small bubble of joy filled with swimming people inside!
I attempted to enter this bubble of sorts, but it would not yield to me no matter how hard I tried,
Yet even as I could see these people so they to could see me,
They showed my strange pictures and taught me strange rhymes, but still within this bubble I yearned to be.
Then finally I gathered my strength and broke my way through!
Into an ocean where I looked about for the many people, but saw only few,
Still overjoyed at my triumph I swam over to play,
But at my approach most just darted away,
Yet one still remained, my favorite of them all,
And She seemed to swim happily with me through wave and squall,
I was so happy then that I did not comprehend what soon came,
Perhaps if I had would things have turned out the same?
The ocean roiled, the skies blackened, and thunder sounded,
It seemed that Hell itself abounded!
Amidst the tumult I looked about to find that She had fled,
The great waves crashed down upon me till I was near dead,
Then down, down I was plunged into the deep,
Where I could not breathe, nor think, nor sleep.
Suddenly I spied She who had fled!
But to me there were no kind words that She said,
I could have swam away, then things might have been fine,
But like a fool I didn’t settle for that, the last word had to be mine,
Her words ripped and tore my soul apart,
So I forged a dagger of anger and lies, and plunged it deep into Her heart.
I wrenched the dagger free and cast it out of my hand,
Swimming away with my broken self till I reached land,
With the last of my strength I dragged myself onto the shore,
My heart was shattered, my body was sore,
I could feel the lifeblood of Her emotions wet on my hands, despite the heat of the blistering sun,
Then struck with a horrible realization I turned to the heavens and cried “Dear God, what have I done!”
But the blow had been struck, now I can’t take it back,
I still can’t believe my heart could have been so black,
There is no proper punishment for what I had done,
So I exiled myself, there in that blistering sun.
Finally, with no comforting friends and no tears left to cry,
I whispered to myself ever so softly “ I swear I’ll regret this till the day that I die.”
I floated alone through the dark and gloomy abyss,
With nothing to care for, no friends to miss,
Then I chanced upon a small bubble of joy filled with swimming people inside!
I attempted to enter this bubble of sorts, but it would not yield to me no matter how hard I tried,
Yet even as I could see these people so they to could see me,
They showed my strange pictures and taught me strange rhymes, but still within this bubble I yearned to be.
Then finally I gathered my strength and broke my way through!
Into an ocean where I looked about for the many people, but saw only few,
Still overjoyed at my triumph I swam over to play,
But at my approach most just darted away,
Yet one still remained, my favorite of them all,
And She seemed to swim happily with me through wave and squall,
I was so happy then that I did not comprehend what soon came,
Perhaps if I had would things have turned out the same?
The ocean roiled, the skies blackened, and thunder sounded,
It seemed that Hell itself abounded!
Amidst the tumult I looked about to find that She had fled,
The great waves crashed down upon me till I was near dead,
Then down, down I was plunged into the deep,
Where I could not breathe, nor think, nor sleep.
Suddenly I spied She who had fled!
But to me there were no kind words that She said,
I could have swam away, then things might have been fine,
But like a fool I didn’t settle for that, the last word had to be mine,
Her words ripped and tore my soul apart,
So I forged a dagger of anger and lies, and plunged it deep into Her heart.
I wrenched the dagger free and cast it out of my hand,
Swimming away with my broken self till I reached land,
With the last of my strength I dragged myself onto the shore,
My heart was shattered, my body was sore,
I could feel the lifeblood of Her emotions wet on my hands, despite the heat of the blistering sun,
Then struck with a horrible realization I turned to the heavens and cried “Dear God, what have I done!”
But the blow had been struck, now I can’t take it back,
I still can’t believe my heart could have been so black,
There is no proper punishment for what I had done,
So I exiled myself, there in that blistering sun.
Finally, with no comforting friends and no tears left to cry,
I whispered to myself ever so softly “ I swear I’ll regret this till the day that I die.”
