Reading up on some Edgar Allan Poe, and when I read Pit and the Pendulum, I came up with this idea. Hope you like it!!!
Unfortuantely, I couldn't find a picture that really matched what I was looking for! -_- Oh well, I guess. :/
Hanging from the void above,
The constant ticking
Forever makes me think of
Its horrid tricking.
Locked and alone in this dark and
foul cell
I only hear the pendulum sway
I realize it is set to quell
My life today.
Swaying back and forth
In time to the beating of my
heart,
It ticks my life away, henceforth
And I know that I shall depart.
The pendulum spells my life as it
fades,
It sways only moments more.
I have attempted escape and
failed.
I have forsaken the plan,
nevermore.
My breath is slowing, coming in
gasps
The pendulum’s rhythm is slowly
diminishing
The blood in my internal maps,
Is gradually slowing
Fear creeps up my spine,
As darkness is erased,
And filled with light
And the walls are replaced.
I turn and shrink back,
My own reflection,
What it does not lack,
Is the pendulum in action.
All around me, I see myself and
the pendulum
Every which way I turn, we are
there.
A predicament, a problem
I’m lost, for we are everywhere!
The pendulum swings faster
As my heart beats in fear
At the sight of my figure
How I wish I could disappear!
The pendulum has slowed to a
gentle swish,
Eyes cast away from the mirror,
my heart is slow
My mind is in anguish.
My eyes are no longer aglow.
My heart stops, and the pendulum
is halted,
A heart that no longer beats.
Weakened is the pendulum, its
plan is deserted
For its job is complete.
The fall of a pendulum creates a
noise so strong
Cracked are the mirrors,
My reflection is no longer,
Just a question with no answer.
Left to rot in the room of
mirrors
My body was never discovered
The pendulum had not foretold a
man’s fate in years,
The pendulum was forever
shattered.
Let me know what you think!!! :D
Meg
Megan,
ReplyDeleteThis poem is positivitly wonderful. Love it. Keep up the amazing poems
Natalie