A.N. — Hi! This is my second attempt at poetry, and I'm not too enthused about my skills because my first work got no response whatsoever (so I'm guessing it's not great). I put this up due to the encouragement of a friend of mine.
I was a little hesitant on what to put as the genre, so if anyone has any suggestions as to how I could change it, they will be accepted. :)
To Death!
We lift our glasses and toast
To death
To death!
We raise our goblets and pray
To death
To death!
We take a deep, bittersweet sip
To death
To death!
We lift our eyes and gaze with sorrowful wonder
At death
At death!
We tilt our heads and grimly smile
At death
At death!
We drop to our knees and weep
At death
At death!
We leap to our feet and cheer
To life
To life!
We scream ourselves hoarse and still force some more
To life
To life!
We can see the joy on the faces of the children
To life
To life!
We beam in radiant light
At life
At life!
We perplex the others with our ecstasy
At life
At life!
We hurry to its side and are forever content
At life
At life!
We dip our goblets in the
Rich
Red
Bittersweet
Wine of Life
We turn our glasses to the
Dark
Unknown
Acrid
Drink of Death
And slowly we see
Through a hazy
Foggy mist
That legendary light at the end of
The tunnel
And we hurry toward it
We hasten to the side of the familiar
To the brink of all we know
And somehow
The lethargic traces of death
Still surround
Until our knowledge is replaced by rudimentary
Wants and needs
And all we know
Is the darkness.
A.N. — I know I am not a great poet, and that is why I would absolutely LOVE some constructive criticism. I just want to get better, because I was thinking of submitting this to a school magazine run by one of my English teachers but I'm a tad reluctant because I personally did not think this that wonderful. Encouragement, constructive criticism, and advice are all welcome, but PLEASE no flames! I have a thing against flames.
Thank you for reading!