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Last lament

Updated on April 5, 2015
The piper plays a sad lament,
the melancholy soundtrack to his life.
Evanescent memories languidly flooding his mind,
Loneliness his constant companion.
In its shadow a symphony of unruly
emotions run wild.
Time casts him loose,
Thirsting for respite,
Dark secrets his only sustenance.
A lonely existence on the edges awaits him,
As an orchestra plays its sad melody,
It speaks to his heart.
A cacophony of thoughts battle his existence,
Willing him into submission,
Backing him into a cul de sac of depression.
Decrepit heart coming undone,
He lies to himself, maladroitly.
Unable to disguise the repugnant
reflection that stares back at him.
Grotesque and shrill the sounds pierce him,
Mortally wounding his soul.
Strength ebbing, he sinks,
Then the light …. tunnels end!


(I guess I wanted to write something dark as a stark contrast to earlier offerings, the idea was to play with certain words and see what I could make of them …. let's put this down to another exercise in wordplay and attempting to find some kind of style)

All of us at one time or another will have found ourselves battling with some kind of depression, often we fail to recognise the symptoms or more likely we bury our heads under the sand and hope it will all go away.

For those who find themselves in such a position please talk to someone and do not be afraid to ask for help

© 2015 Ak.Han


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      Ak.Han 3 years ago from In the mist that exists between sanity and having completely lost it

      @Leptirela, once again I find myself indebted to your kind words. They continue to serve as an inspiration and for this I thank you.

      Be blessed and take care ..... smile always!

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      Leptirela 3 years ago from I don't know half the time

      Didn't you know? 70% of the Writing world suffer from depression, well, there is the "Writer's block" as well, but most certainly and no-secretly (if that makes sense) I am always depressed heh. I just learn to hold the pen better.

      Now onto the important bit. Compared to your other poems this is a little dark, it is like you have let us in into another side . You have done a great job too! So vote up and beautiful. Anyone who can write from all sides of emotions is truly talented and don't you dare think otherwise. You are a great poet

      (Please excuse any errors, I am currently hub-hopping on my phone)