Death Upon Imagination

• Artist: autumni_doxa
• Description: This poem, obviously, was written with the inspiration of Edgar Allen Poe's "The Raven" ("A rapping, a tapping was heard upon my chamber door"). This is simply about the murder of a man, though it seems at first that it is the man in which is performing this homicide. It runs through the thoughts of the murderer; how they are feeling and what they are thinking as they go about their "scandalous plan".
• Date: 03/22/2010
• Tags: death upon imagination

It was a dark, frivolous night,
On the eve of a September lore,
An incredulous image crept through my sight,
That will scar thee forevermore.

A man appeared as if a dream,
Into my worried mind,
With an axe of gold as if to ream,
A human of my kind.

A scream was of absent use,
On a blackened night as this,
For a spirit, a spirit was not cast loose,
To offer up one kiss.

The incision began unto my brain,
As my sedative state took over,
I was alive, my life sustain,
His scalpel like to rover.

A rapping, a tapping was heard upon my chamber door,
‘A stranger,’ he thought, ‘to interrupt my scandalous plan,’
Only this, and nothing more.

"Your blood it flows unto the seams,"
I pondered a way to die,
Powder fluttered, flew unto the beams,
Disappearing complete unto the sky.

My mind, it fluxed with every grind,
Of dull blade silver against cold stone,
Not dead. Not alive. Yet in my mind,
My heart seemed to be of stone.

The blood of my endeavored mind,
Spilled upon the floor,
It flew, it flowed, unlike its kind,
Out of my bedroom door.

Another rapping, another tapping, upon my chamber’s door,
He heard nothing, felt not a thing,
Only this, and nothing more.

It was a dark, frivolous night,
On the eve of a September lore,
An incredulous image filled his sight,
Only this... and nothing more.

Comments

[rainbowryda]

whoa!, this is really dark, and i love it smile