I am standing at death’s dark door
I see his other lovers lying strewn about on the floor
I don’t want to be one of his terribly intimate lovers
I don’t want to end up under his dirty covers
His hands are cruelly cold
And he is beyond astonishingly old
He glares icily and draws me eminently near
I have so much sorrow and so much to fear
The foul stench of his frozen breath
Foretells gloomily of my impending death
I fear him intensely, however I have no choice but to comply
He has a hold on me that is beyond what I can possibly defy
I know that I will lie with him in his wintry garden of foxglove
I know that he will be my last and forever love
As he takes me, I feel his frigid overwhelming embrace
As he enters me, I feel myself numbed with death’s lovely grace
As he indifferently lays me on the chilly and soiled floor
I see another maiden waiting hopelessly and mournfully at his dark door…
I have been left desolate of continued life
I am on free flow to the eternal afterlife
JANE Á PARIS
Copyright ©2008 JANE Á PARIS
AT DEATH'S DARK DOOR...
This is about being ill, having no control, and knowing that death is your courter. This is about how cold and unfeeling he is, he will take you and then move on to his next victim. To him you are insignificant…life moves on, and so does death.
Daath Samael, 3 months ago
A very cold representation of death, I like it.
Did you know in Italy(especially Cicili, can’t spell) they celebrate with a colourful party and joyful music when a relative dies? they see death as something that cannot be dogded, like a family member you don’t like who comes around for holidays(obviously death is not seasonal though, lol), but when he/she comes to visit you throw a party anyway.
I look at death differently, I see it as freedom from this world where we can be hurt both physically, mentally and emotionally. I would welcome it if I had nothing to live for, as the saying goes “we all need something to die for to make it beautiful to live”... or something like that.
Most people fear death because it is seen as bad, but it isn’t it is as natural as birth and it is the biggest adventure anyone can take… what adventures transcend that of moving to what ever comes next, most people wont admit it but they are excited by the prospect of what comes next… just to see what(if anything) is there.
sorry… I rambled, lol.
I do like it though, I like the way you personalised death as a forceful lover. Most would depict it as a guide or reaper.
Crockpot, 3 months ago
This is very erotic, in a twisted kinda way…
darkestartist, 3 months ago
hm. interesting imagery and very chilling. well done :)
JaneAParis in reply to darkestartist’s comment, 3 months ago
Thanks she said, from beyond the grave. Smiles from Jane.
JaneAParis in reply to Daath Samael’s comment, 3 months ago
I love your rambling Daath. You are a very intelligent person full of interesting knowledge. And I love the compliments, thank you so much. I appreciate that you read my stuff. And yes it interesting that I would personify death as a forceful lover. A lot of what we write has to do with psychology, and for me these are issues right now. My health and my love life. This just came to me a few days ago, but I really felt satisfied with how it turned out. I am sure death is the greatest journey we will ever take, but I have to admit I am a big baby, I am still very fearful. Someone died today where I live. I found her. It made me feel very bad, and it reinforced the fact that we only have a short time here. I couldn’t believe she was gone, just like that. You can ramble all you want. I Iike to talk to you, and your compliments and comments mean a lot to me. Your friend. Smiles from Jane.
JaneAParis in reply to Crockpot’s comment, 3 months ago
Yes, it is funny how things like sexuality, relationships, and death can be so intertwined. Smiles from Jane.
Daath Samael, 3 months ago
I agree so much in a way, death is such a horrible thing for the people left behind to cope with.
A few days ago I was talking with a friend, she had been really down for ages(thats not like her, I know she gets depressed but she always acts happy, we are similar in that respect), so when I got round to having a proper conversation with her(she is a busy lady – she’s a nurse) I found out one of her close friends from work had commit suicide. I nearly died myself. Mostly because I wasn’t there to help my friend get through such an understandably hard time but also the thought that someone could be there one day and gone the next(in this instance gone by her own hand of course, but that doesn’t change it much)... it scares me that people I care about will die.
Another story is more close to home, 2 of my families friends died at a very young age(between their 30’s and 40’s). The mother of an old friend of mine and close friend of the family died suddenly of a heart attack one night, my parents took it pretty hard(it’s not everyday I see them cry).
Also the father of a family just up the road from us that we were friends with died suddenly aswell, and he was so young… it was horrible because he left 3 kids behind to be cared for by 1 woman. I doubt it’s related but those kids these days are pretty messed up… they terrorise there own mother. It’s a sad affair.
So in my usual half joking way I am going to say Death is good, but only for the person who dies. The people left behind are so much worse off. I suppose I just partly took what I previously said back, lol.