I stared at the clock on the Edgeback hill,
Seconds passed by and so did the hours,
I stared and stared till the time became still,
Thoughts opened up and spread without my will.
Nascent showers poured from heaven,
The wind blew the dust from deep within,
My hazy, void life wanted to break even,
Blood, vice and game were all it took.
Rings of smoke vaporized into thin air,
And bullets of guilt bored holes through my skull,
Pain in and pain out till life came to a stop,
And my spineless soul drifted away from the malaise within.
I stared at the clock on the Edgeback hill,
People went by and cars ran in,
Like thick little maggots filled with sin,
But no one cared for more, as I lay like a corpse,
On the brinks of the shadows of the Edgeback hill,
Is just me or am I dreaming still?
Please tell me the fate of my soul,
Untouched and pure, or devoured by the grubs below.
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Note: It has been sometime since I've written anything and this poem is a part of 10 poems I've written a while ago. It's deals with my favorite subject, Life and death and the line between. I'll be back with my stories soon, hopefully you guys will read another crime story for the tenth edition of Blog a Ton. Till then, cheers!




Truthfully, I was hoping this would be a short story! I'm not too good with understanding poetry, especially complex ones. Still, will you be explaining what the Edgeback Hill is?
@Mohammed:
Well, Edgeback Hill is like any other hill, just that it has got a name. The protagonist is in a state between life and death, and he isn't sure about it. He begs for mercy and recognition but all he could see were people who didn't care, people who were like maggots. The question he asks himself is, did the people really exist or was it just the maggots.
I should hail you as the 'Lord of Darkness' or something like that :D
Vivid imagery and descriptions.Nice!
Was it a poem or was it an experience!!!! You create images in my mind pawan!.. That's sheer awesomeness
Amazingly awesome!! Liked the thought and the expression. Looking forward to your Crime Thriller!
Cheers :)
its a marvelous piece of work yaar.. as always... great... waiting for your stories.... :)
take care and keep writing......
Fantastic buddy.. each wrd carrying a weight.. read it twice 2 appreciate the real beauty.. looking fwd 2 ur blogaton entry :)
Awesome... as always! How do you do it... ???
Wow. Reading one of your poems after a long time. Beautifully woven into words. Loved it!