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YOUR WISH SEEMS LOST?


WISH SEEMS LOST?
FOREST HILL, December 2010.
My name was Joan
I was young, enjoyed poetry
I had a wish to love and to be loved
Fifteen days left for the New Year 
I became a loser in the words of my friends 
Stockings, savings, home
Oh I lost them all
My eyes are wet as rain
With the sorrow of the pain
I have nothing left in this deserted path
Than to pestle my existence of incessant despair.
Fate took me to London Bridge 
Where I could utter my last wishes.

MANOR PARK, December 2010.
Death was her name
In her eyes were kindled flames
A mermaid with crisscross falling hair
Tales of her existence recorded
She was the ‘taker of lives’
God fulfilled her wish
 Sending her to earth to love
Death was blood and blemish
Like a lost girl who has no worries
Fate took her to London Bridge
Wandering her feet around with a bottle 
Of alcohol.

LONDON BRIDGE, December 2010.
Fate must be questioned
Hey! Stop! Hey!! Stop!! Hey!!! Stop!!!
That was the long screaming voice I heard
At the moment I was about to fling 
My lost pride into the large ocean
Running towards me like a runaway bride
What the hell are you doing?
She yelled like a TV set that hasn’t got 
Its balance from an aerial.
I was desperate
I ran onto a moving vehicle
I said a farewell to her.

LONDON BRIDGE HOSPITAL, January 2011.
Do you mean I’m still alive?
I was in a coma for a month
I opened my lazy eyes to biggest surprise
I saw her again
In my deep thoughts
I can’t help with her beauty – dude keeps staring.
Death was all I wanted in artificial
But she (Death) keeps coming back unreal making me insane.
She was the companion and saver
Of my dark nights.

WISHES TO BE FULFILLED, February 2011.
Clock and days tick tack
We had limitless conversations
Each day more of counseling 
I try crying the weed out of the soil
Up on all nights, then there’s this question 
Playing over-in my mind
Do I still have to give up the ghost?
Or give up to Death?
Whose eyes and existence keeps me closer
I stayed in the suns crying during the day
I sat in the moons smiling during the night
Waiting for the bridles I needed.

LOVE – dear comes in March till hitherto
I didn’t give up the ghost_ but I gave up to Death
Death was the only one to take my life
Not by myself or anyone 
Death was part of my being and I was part of hers
I was the first man to fall in love with Death
The joys, happiness, friends, everything I thought I’d lost 
Like a grim litany of woes
They all came back dancing to my wills.

We both fulfilled our wish.
I made an oath with my beloved
The oath I made with Death was the reality behind
All man must die_ VALAR MOGHULIS
But a words of wisdom here lies
To all mankind like me
Don’t attempt in killing yourself
Your wish that seems to be lost
Will one day find you on the right road.

#Fiction
Ibbwrites©
2019.

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