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Life As Your Phantom

Fallen to eternity of slumber
I lay by your side with hand in yours
Your heart beats though eons away
With hope of awakening I pray
For I know you as none before have
But if you wake I'll hide away

I'll always be here when you need me
But when you want me I'll be absent
Need changes not the past nor present
And a future for us is not to be

This tragedy should never have befallen
You insisted on it though
So brave to be "your own person"
But lost in the reality of our generation
Now unconscious regret you breathe
In a secret pulse lost in space

I'll always be here when you need me
But when you want me I'll be absent
Need changes not the past nor present
And a future for us is not to be

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Beautiful. I love it. Yes, you are right. I can hear the heartbeats despite eons away. Wonderful.

xxxxx

auspiciously creepy...
I love this..
Mad Love..obsession compulsion
and ruin...haunted of course

strangely enough I in these
wee hours of writing
having had quite the week
think of a view
such as this..

that the poem ...(Too me)
is about Two Twins..
Or...two separet Selves
of awareness
the jealous of reason
and lack of reason
polarities
sharing the strange
of helix thoughts
its not a new idealogy
many books stories
through time have
mulled this notion
psychology...
etc

I like the whole
Delving feel too
this...

Thank U!

Originally it had been about a dream. And to be honest I posted it a few months ago. I just wanted to change the title and for some reason the website republished it as new. As I was writing though (I love the twin ideology and love it is open to interpretation) it kind of became about literally the balance of night and day. The night always being there for the day, but the day too selfish to see it being watched over. As if night conceded it's right to the day. Kinda a little deeper then I could put into words. But remember that the sun was not always here. And the night watched over all. When the sun came along the day became it's own personal and forgot about the night. Still I think I like the twin idea better. Thanks esker

Unto Oblivion, We Depart

author comment

life..AS your phantom
that was like..Oh this is gonna be good
pretty damned original
for this place

phantoms were not like ghosts
in any historical mention or write
they were more philosophical
and complexely dilute
then the Oogie Boogie of sociological
ghosts...

they were from a deeper place
the active relic

of course sun moon link Im too
thick..lost in the storm of thoughts
churning daily..

But before I came down here
was having a smoke
Two Actica service vans pulled
out front parking both on angles
side by each...Twins..I mused
and was watching the moon in
the sky....

In the beginning there was
dark! then god made the sun
and said....heres a night light
too remind you of the wonderful
ness..

still waking up here...got to get
a second cup of dark roast with
the powder milk from food bank
man cave mascot dog at side..
Woman upstairs talking too her
crew online..
a good day....

Thank U for taking the time to
further explain the poem
retitling brought it up modern
and i'm glad it worked out this
way....Its a great poem

Thank U Malice!

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