The peddles form the perfect flower
Why is your heart so sour
As you stand looking from the tower
The heavens open and start to shower
Reflections of the past
Dance in front of your eyes at last
As you reach for the ring of brass
It crumbles and cuts like glass
Memories flood through your brain
Your heart is entangled with a chain
Tears start to flow with pain
Dropping on the floor to leave a stain
In your ears you hear a cry
You try so hard to replay
Your mouth opens but is so dry
As you try to clarify
The voices echoes in your ears
But no images appears
You search for the souvenirs
They start to form but disappears
Closing your eyes so tight
The images cut like graphite
They leave a bitter bite
As you stand there in the night
Your heart is on fire
Your throat is cut with a wire
Your blood flows with desire
With no one there to admire
Your fate is there to see
They are all there to agree
Oh how you try to flee
Just to make your one last plea
The day is dark and grey
You open your mouth and start to pray
As they start to take you away
For this is your judgment day
By Ann LeFlore
Comments on: "Reflections" (49)
Powerful… so glad to see you again!
Thank you so much. It is nice to come back after so long. I had to deal with some issues after my Father passed but now I want to get back into my blog and writing again. I did miss this one and it is one way to express all that is inside of you. Thank you so much for stopping by and reading this piece
Your welcome. Sorry to hear about your father.
wow..powerful piece!
Thank you so much. It was a reflection to think of what could happen on your last day. How someone could look at you on your judgement day.
ugh…how haunting an end…reaching for the brass ring (hope) and it crumbling like glass…and the finility of judgement day as well…geesh…smiles…
A chilling realization of how it could be. Given some hope and it was taken away only lead him to pray for what he had done on his final day. Thanks for reading I enjoyed your piece as well.
A strong write. You never DO know how you will be judged at the end of your time, I think. We will all be, at some point, making our last pleas, I think. Thought-provoking.
I do have to agree with you on this one. Thank you so much
Very nice. Good to see you again!
Thank you it feels good to come back. There is a lot of wonderful entries this week.
Hopefully, there will be no regrets. I suppose we can never know until that moment.
Yes hopefully you are correct. All I can think of is to live life and be kind and in the end I hope I have nothing to regret. Thank you so much
Such a powerful piece! Very thought provoking and encourages self reflection of our own judgement! I really enjoyed this! 🙂
Thank you so much. I tried to show self reflections of a life and how it could end and what it might be like.
“for this is your judgement day”. I love that line. I got a sense of desperation in the poem. Well written!
Thank you so much. I tried to write of a man desperation of his life that he tried to forget and run from but in the end it came to him on his judgement day
Even the tone seemed frantic. I liked it a lot. 🙂
Thank you so much.
Graphite is like the coolest word ever 😀
the intense voice really awards this
a certain sense of the manic rinse
of a condemned person . . .
maybe i’m projecting 😉
No you are not projecting this is what it was for. A man standing there to account for all he has done. Thank you so much
oh my..heavy emotions in this with tight images as well..
Thank you so much Claudia. I am glad that you stopped by. I have missed dVerse and happy to come back this week.
Yes, great power in your words. Enjoyed this.
Thank you so much Anthony it is nice to meet you. I am happy to write again and share on dVerse I did miss this for so long. I hope to see you again soon.
Dark images here…someday we will all be judged….hopefully not too harshly. Thank you for the visit and comment. Nice to meet you!
It was nice to meet you too. I have been away from dVerse for sometime now and it is time to come back. I enjoy writing and even if I am not so good helps me out a lot in my English. I live in Tahiti and all we speak here is French. I hope to see you again soon. Thank you for your visit.
Very strong write an yeah we all gets judged at some point, hopefully I have more pluses than minuses at my joint haha
Yes Pat you are so right. One day we will all be judged. Like you I hope for me I have more pluses than minuses on my side too. I try hard to live a good life and not hurt anyone around me. I am happy you stopped by to read my blog. I missed dVerse for so long and now it is time to come back and write again for my blog. I sort of took this blog over but I did create it on my Mother’s account in hopes she would write again some of her children stories about us. They were all so funny and I had a good laugh on them.
So sorry to hear of your father. Touching poem.
You are brave to rhyme. something very much beyond me.
Lady Nyo
Thank you so much. I know my Dad is in a happy place now and no longer in pain. This lightens my heart to know this one. I am so glad that you stopped by to read my blog. I finally decided to post the poem to my Father “The Eagles Last Flight” here on my blog. I thought after some time it was a good idea to do this one. I am happy you stopped by and if you would like to read this other poem it is here on my blog now.
I will, sometime today, Sarah.
Lady Nyo
Wow! I’m still shaking Ann. I didn’t expect the journey you took me on to end as it did. Powerful writing.
Cheers,
Mark Butkus
Thank you so much Mark. I did a few other pieces and was gong to post them on my blog but have not so far. I am still thinking about this one. I am glad that you liked this and yes when I read this to my Mom she said you know I do not like pieces like this one. I had to laugh.
A haunting ending! This took me by surprise, as I’m sure it will when it actually arrives 🙂
Yes I do have to agree with you on this one. At times I like to write like this. I love to write Halloween poems also and some on vampires. For some reason you can do a lot with these sort of topics. Thank you so much for stopping by and leaving your comment. I hope to see you again soon.
I love the last stanza and your heart is on fire…very passionate ~
Nice to see you again ~ Sorry to hear about your father ~
All the best ~
Grace
Thank you so much Grace. It is nice to come back after a short time away. Well maybe not so short if I look back on all of this one. I am glad that you enjoyed this and happy to be back and reading again at dVerse.
I like how, line after line, it cascades down to the judgement, like the falling of the condemned man.
Thank you so much. I tried to show the man and how he felt waiting for his time of judgement. I am glad that you liked this.
this stings. with each stanza, this ‘reflection’ echoes with pain—at least for me. quite beautiful.
Yes you are so right on this one. The man is standing there thinking of his life and what he should of done right and never did. Seemed like in my mind he was like so many blaming it on another person and never taking responsibility for his actions. Now he has to count for all his actions and they are not good. He no longer has anyone but himself to blame in the end. Thanks you so much.
Wonderful poem — so powerful!
Thank you so much. I am so happy you liked this. I tried hard to show a man with a lot of bad choices in his life.
Yes, like the others have said this is quite powerful. Thanks for visiting me and commenting, Sarah,
Pamela
You are so welcome. thank you too for visiting me and commenting.
Excellent, powerful words.
Thank you so much. I am so happy you enjoyed this
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