Please don't stop me, my love, let me lie
down and kiss the ground, let me taste the
taste of freedom on my tongue and
remember my past no more. Let my tears
mingle with the sand and the sun comfort
my soul, for the earth has opened up her
mouth and swallowed my past, no more
pain, no more fear, only sweet music shall
ring in my ears.
Look down on her, O Lord, look down and
see your daughter weeping in the sand,
she ripped out her heart and has cast it
into the sea, she said,
"Tomorrow, I will be free."
But the ground where she laid is now
drunken with her past, affliction and
confusion, the sea has spewed out her
heart and the sun has hidden his face.
I tried to comfort her and said,
"Come my love, come, for tomorrow is still
yet to come," but she cannot be comforted,
her body's covered with wounds I cannot
see and her words I do not understand.
Night is fallen and my soul grows weak
but I will not leave her, I will cuddle her in
my arms and whisper in her ears,
"Tomorrow, you will be free,
tomorrow, you will be free."
down and kiss the ground, let me taste the
taste of freedom on my tongue and
remember my past no more. Let my tears
mingle with the sand and the sun comfort
my soul, for the earth has opened up her
mouth and swallowed my past, no more
pain, no more fear, only sweet music shall
ring in my ears.
Look down on her, O Lord, look down and
see your daughter weeping in the sand,
she ripped out her heart and has cast it
into the sea, she said,
"Tomorrow, I will be free."
But the ground where she laid is now
drunken with her past, affliction and
confusion, the sea has spewed out her
heart and the sun has hidden his face.
I tried to comfort her and said,
"Come my love, come, for tomorrow is still
yet to come," but she cannot be comforted,
her body's covered with wounds I cannot
see and her words I do not understand.
Night is fallen and my soul grows weak
but I will not leave her, I will cuddle her in
my arms and whisper in her ears,
"Tomorrow, you will be free,
tomorrow, you will be free."
Well spoken poetry.
ReplyDeleteI came across your poem and was genuinely impressed by the imagery within it. Your writing creates such vivid emotional moments that I could easily imagine them unfolding through connected artwork.
ReplyDeleteI’m a professional commissioned artist, and I’d love to create custom continuation visuals that follow your poem from one section to the next, keeping the artwork consistent while giving each verse its own expression.
If you’re interested in exploring the concept, feel free to reach out on Discord: elsaeloise.
Portfolio: I’d be happy to share my previous artwork for you to review.