Oh Sweet Oblivion Poem by Lynn Kincade
Oh Sweet Oblivion
Oh sweet oblivion
That moment when the wailing wind is muted
and the storm ceases lashing the windowpane
Softly dripping downwards sliding
The darkness enfolds
the warmth surrounds
All is still
For a moment
Before the nightmares begin
Oh sweet oblivion
Morning tugs at a reluctant mind
in a dismal fog dream unbound
Waiting, lurking
Hiding from the clarion call
of traumas too hard to bear
All is motionless
For an instant
Before the dreaded day begins
Oh sweet oblivion
The pain screams in cyclone waves
cresting in agony and swamping the trembling soul
Gyrating misery back and forth
Crashing down a surcease comes
with numbing stillness
All is empty
For a second
Before the pain begins anew
Oh for sweet oblivion
i didnt get the name at first but ater i read this amazing poem i understood exactly what you were meaning this is an awsome poem! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ♥ §♥ shawnee♥ §♥
what a poem..completely offbeat....beautifully penned.... The pain screams in cyclone waves cresting in agony and swamping the trembling soul
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/25/2024 7:51:50 PM # 1.0.0.1119
This is a superbly written poem that describes with consummate skill and great emotional power the agony of distress which can only be stemmed by turning off the lights. I have to agree with Shagun too, about the line: 'The pain screams in cyclone waves cresting in agony and swamping the trembling soul' Exceptional penning. Love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥