The Doom of Vigilance

Visions of the seeress: A poem that’s more of a foretelling lay from a novel I’m writing titled Starforged.

The Doom of Vigilance.

Submerged in voluminous, voluptuous velvet 

The void reaches out, it hears you

No insipid, soulless hands of fate will cradle you, no thrall, no tranquil will you be

You reach for the void, all is not quiet

Gibbering to coalescence wanted, hungry, becoming the thrilling call of compulsion

For you have fallen, I judge irredeemably

The call, snaking into coherence as words twist in your mind, born from an even, matched cohesion

Darkness is not the end my friend

What will you find beyond all dimensions and perception of mortal kind?

In the absence of all, darkness and light, what will find you, bereft and soaked in malice

No solace in oblivion, it yearns to implement the faceted brilliance which imbues your soul

And what undreamt steed will carry you my king?

What dreaded horror will you ride as you  visit absolute death then annihilation of all known and unknown in my happy realm?

What worlds will you devour then? Will you turn in upon youself as the snake with the tail in its mouth?

For I dispute this lonely, ravenous hunger will find itself satiated

A cold and bitter existence will await you in eternity

Perpetual in the void you are the void

You will eat everything you hope to rule and look upon yourself with questing hunger

© Raistlinrev 2023
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Oh dear. You must have deleted this. Welcome to the site. It takes time to get to know the ropes but please resubmit again.
Alison x


Something needs fixing to see the poem but if I click on 2 I get the poem shown below, I need to read this a few more times but you have some very strong lines that kept me fully engaged as a reader, your use of language is bold and bright, even uplifting. Great work with the internal rhymes and a super piece of free verse. You obviously know what you are doing so please take my comments on your other poem with a pinch of salt. Best Keith The Doom of Vigilance Visions of the seeress: A poem that’s… Read more »


Yes poor choice of word on my part, stirring would have been better, but it does depend on perspective I was referring to the style you write in rather than topic, and what undreamt steed will carry you my king etc.

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