The World is Truly Obscure

This poem was written as an excersise in surrealism. I found it really hard and when I had first wrote it I wasn't all that impressed. Now however, I am quite happy with the way it turned out and I would like to share it. Enjoy.

My World is Upside-Down

January 2011

The rainbow flavoured drops fell up from the ground

And the flowers that grew from the sky

Were a lovely sight to my laughter burned eyes

My mother would have loved this.

She will never smell the colours of the grass

Or see the scent of the breeze

She will never taste the softness of the earth

Or touch the sweetness of the clouds

She has left me surrounded by the wispy shadows of death

And alone by the sun beams of life

My mind so confused

Yet I’m seeing so straight.

I continue to fly along the well beaten path

My feet dragging across the ground

My finger tips touched the cotton candy clouds

Leaving blood running down my arms

Slowly sinking into a dark oblivion

Shards of diamonds slice at my feet

Leaving eviscerating cuts on my wrists

Where now my heart spills out.

She has gone and I am surrounded by the wispy shadows

Alone among the darkening sun beams of life

I can finally think clearly

But my vision has faded.

I can no longer see the daisies

I can no longer feel the rain

I can no longer see the falling sun

I can no longer feel the flowing breeze

I can only feel the dripping blood

I can only see the crimson streams

Soon I will see her loving face

Soon I will feel her loving embrace.

My world has been turned downside up

But soon it will be right-side down

And soon the sun will shine

And the moon reflect its light.