Blackout Poem by Kenneth Maswabi

Blackout



Darkness engulfs my conscious
Immersing me into an abyss of the unknown
The toxic contents of that bottle
Dissolving my brain whole
A veil of darkness is laid over my body
The story of my life summarized into a stupor
The senseless condition stealing my light
Pouring scorn on my stupidity
The final episode of my life
Slowly approaching
Overtaking the wheels of time
The caretaker ready to dig a hole
A bunch of would be mourners gather
Tears swelling their eyes
Puncturing the serenity of their comfortable homes
A ray of light flickers at the end of the tunnel
As a warm hand touches my forehead
An angelic voice pouring life into my subconscious
In this episode life is restored
And I am brought back from the brink of life

Friday, July 10, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: drunkenness
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Spock The Vegan 10 July 2015

Did you mean the brink of death?

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Kenneth Maswabi 11 July 2015

the edge of life marks the beginning of death...i meant the brink of life

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Kenneth Maswabi

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