It was always coming and we lived life accordingly. Without the sun we couldn’t appreciate the light of the moon. We have lived in darkness and light and embraced each moment as our last. Now it truly is our last. Perhaps a new beginning.
When you first told me that we were on borrowed time,
I laughed, taking you in my arms,
Asking from whom it was borrowed.
Now I know.
I know that time is not something we can keep,
Or stow away.
Time can only be used, or wasted.
And it doesn't go away:
Even when we're gone, each hour, each minute
Will carry on like the last.
I remember when you first told me you loved me
And I laughed and said I love you more.
You said you'd love me to the moon and back
But not to the sun,
Because that would be too much.
I told you I'd love you to the end,
And this is it.
This is the end, and I still love you
Just as much as I did at the beginning.
I borrowed time and now I'm giving it back,
Perhaps a bit worn,
But still usable by some other soul.
Where now are our glorious, lauded gods?
Jupiter, in lightingbolt robes woven from furious storms, where?
Flames stream from above like Olympian rain.
Lady Juno, clothed in sumptuous purple, wreathed in scent
of plums, weighed down with bounty and elegance, where?
Snowflakes of ash are lining our windowsills.
Where now are our statues adorned with devotion?
Minerva, wise goddess, your serene, marble likeness
is melting in embers at the heart of Pompeii.
Twins of sun and moon, Diana, Apollo, you look
down from your chariots with disdain,
as the melted rock from Vulcan's forge drowns us.
Where now, are the deities we so devoutly worshipped?
I know only of one,who has deigned to show himself,
Pluto, his stygian hand wrapped softly around my throat.
Pompeii: Ad Finem
heated and enraged
sputtered her billow
at the sky
as the darkness fell
i howled at the sky
where Dies Pater
in the shrine
recited the verse
as my last gratitude
for the gift
bestowed upon me
glory to the patron of poets
for he is worthy of many hymns
before my eyes:
of the times i spent wisely
of the times i spent foolishly;
short yet worthwhile
i curled up
bore no regrets
as the death came
in pyroclastic flow.
Black ash rains down upon us
They said the world would end in fire
I did not expect it to come so soon
Terror smiles amid the chaos
Fear hides in the hearts of all
What was once man is now a statue
Of crumbling ash
Returning to the dirt that once made him
May God save our souls
Our Last Embrace
I reached up, brushed the hair from his face
As I melted into his embrace
The sky was hidden from our view
As the volcano began to spew
Ash and soot filled the sky
I held him tight, we both cried
I tried to comfort this man I love
As fireballs fell from up above
I knew that the end was near
Trying hard to show no fear
The volcano’s wrath finally found the place
Where we clung to our last embrace.
Untitled Pompeii Poem
Ash, ash... drifting down.
Volcanic rain o'er Pompeii town.
Fire, fire... so we mourn.
Can what was yet be reborn?
Day and night are beginning to blend together
Into a never-ending twilight;
The stars are hidden from our view,
And the planets are burning.
Suns and moons collide
And burning rain falls.
This is the end of the world,
But I don't care,
I only care about
The end of
The always present darkness hangs over us,
And burning embers form the ground,
While ash creates the sky above.
We count the falling stars at night,
And the smoke from a million fires
Burning on the horizon wraps around us.
They told us it would be okay,
But I know this is the end.
Most of us will not survive,
But what worries me most
Is if we will.
I remember when you held my hand,
As the lights went out one by one,
And when you told me it'd be okay,
As burning rivers of lava cascaded,
Engulfing all who stood in their way.
And how you covered my ears
From the cries of the dying,
While drying my tears of terror.
And you told me not to worry,
That you'd never let me
Iridescent dust from a million shattered stars
Settled around us, choking and strangling.
Each moment seemed like an eternity,
Each day was an endless hell to me,
And it seemed like you and I were alone.
You were my lifeline, connected by a hand,
As the terror raged around us,
The looting, the killing, the burning.
Nightmares cloud my eyelids but
Just as you promised,
I am never alone.
But it was all lies, wasn't it?
Because you did leave me alone.
The day the Earth breathed its last breath,
Groaning and splitting open down the middle,
And hot lava pouring out from its molten core.
You died. I watched it happen, powerless to stop it.
It felt like my heart was ripping in half,
And my body was wracked with sobs.
What is the point of living anymore?
After all, with you gone, I have
Nothing left to lose.
The universe is revolting against us,
As if to purge us from this reality;
Perhaps like a phoenix rising up
From the ashes of a ruined world,
From ashes that formed of bones
And human minds and hearts
To create something new and better
That I will never live to see.
I should feel sad, but I don't;
I'll see you soon.
Pompeii, What Can I Say?
The whole world is sweltering
Ashes falling down
Lava hits the ground
My charred bones all around
As my doom nears,
I think about the tears,
that comes through the years,
Of me leaving.
If you are in this position,
You understand the transition,
That puts us in the condition,
with no retrieving.
I want to send love to all I encountered,
please know its real.
And my fears of the pain, as it hot rain,
tell you how I feel.
My begging goes to my lord,
to stop it before it starts.
If this happens,
I can't donate my body parts.