lovedly

Dec 27, 2022 ⭐ View statistics (Premium feature)

The Ultimate End......edit.....

Eighty three years lapsed
moved along side the rivers
Thames
Mississippi
Rhine
finally may be
Nile..

at times we swam
many times sat along the banks
then pulled out our verbal swords.... ....

man come out
let's sort all out..
some vanish
many banish
then comes the finality
all have left you bereft

but now all alone
like in a cradle helpless
Solve all these strives
once alive

for when the last one has also gone
all will realise
the futility of a long drawn
snarling life

let's try and live
with love whilst alive
what will you and we do
when all is ashes or burried

About This Poem

Last Few Words: when life is nought

Style/Type: Free verse

Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back

Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft

About the Author

Region, Country: UNIVERSE...ETERNITY C/O ME, ROU

Favorite Poets: All across the Internet whom I read , and they inspire..

Comments

Geezer

2 years 6 months ago

This reads...

like an ambiguous, sword-waving-soldier that wades in many waters. Or maybe an alien looking to root out the last of mankind after a long and bloody war, wondering what he will do after the last of the enemy is dead. Good story! ~ Geez.
.

lovedly

2 years 6 months ago

This is a

family story fighting for wealth
Gee

Geezer

2 years 6 months ago

Something...

I know just a little about. Thanks for the elucidation! ~ Geez.
.

Lavender

2 years 6 months ago

The Ultimate End

Hi, Lovedly,
It seems this is a futile battle with the final realization that nothing was worth death, and that love should have been the solution. I don't recall reading anything like this from you before. It feels like there should be more to this story.
Lav

lovedly

2 years 6 months ago

let more read Lav

Then I will try and clarify
the legacy struggle in richer families
appear like a malady
Save their greed and sin
kindly

Seren

2 years 6 months ago

BOO!!!

Did you miss me? lol

I love this story Loved ;)

Jess would be proud of you

love & hugs J xxx

lovedly

2 years 6 months ago

yes ----missed you.... where have you been; Seren...

ah yes I'm the evolution of poetry
only as you know
jess kicked me
and like a football
I now fly sky high

Thanks for coming in

Seren

2 years 6 months ago

I thought I'd surprise you

I thought I'd surprise you lol

Glad you missed me I've missed you all more than you could ever know. I have been through a rough time the last 15mths but I am hoping this year has better things in store. I hope you're well?

Biggest hugs Take care of yourself

Love J x

Candlewitch

2 years 6 months ago

great story, lovedly...

but why all CAPS in the title? it is like you are shouting at us!!! NOBODY LIKES ALL CAPS!!!
Jess would frown at the title...he yelled at me for doing that same thing. the rest of the poem is enchanting.

*love & hugs, Cat

lovedly

2 years 6 months ago

Cats thanks and sorry

being half blind
I often need caps to see
well I have paid heed
as per your need
half blind micy me
ok mouse

Seren

2 years 6 months ago

Loved

Given your age I think that we can handle being yelled at a little hey Cat? Wouldn't be the first time haha! hugs Love you both to bits x

lovedly

2 years 6 months ago

Thank those Seren

who speak out their mind
one way we learn
if we are blind
it isn't their fault
we ought of NEO
Pole Vault
or wait halt
bows
to
Cats

LOL

Seren

2 years 6 months ago

Always thankful of critique

Always thankful of critique Loved. It's the only way we grow. But sometimes exceptions can be made. It actually drives me bonkers lol but but but you need to see!!

Love to all xxx

Candlewitch

2 years 6 months ago

dear Lovedly,

you are very welcome!

b-t-w: I am 71, I will be 72 coming February 18th.

Love, Cat

lovedly

2 years 6 months ago

good ma'am

I'm passed 83
years
not months
lol
I learnt in life
smiles humor laughter ...are must
brood too
but alone in loo
when u can't.........................do...............

Candlewitch

2 years 6 months ago

:)

Good health to you, Sir wear it well!

*hugs & love, Cats
*ever, eddy styx

lovedly

2 years 6 months ago

Cats please don't Sir me

its coz of poets like you
who have sharpened my poetry from an autumn leaf you turned me into a poetic soil manure no not to forget you all how you toiled
to pick up a blade of grass
to compose line
like a robot poetry pen