A voice from afar

[Farzin]

A voice from afar
Calls me to the stars
As I walk down the path
The stars act out my life
Dreams, plans I’ve had
As I walk down this path
The whisper becomes loud
Now the stars formed into a face,
Of the past, changing into a cloud
I arrive at a gloomy place
Standing in front of a stone
I hear a voice from afar
Reading my name aloud
I fall on my knees in front of the stone
As I realize the voice from afar
Is my own, calling me home



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For those who might not understand where i am going with this poem here is the explanation:

It's pretty much me (the narrator) hearing a voice and following it down this path and watching my life flash by. The narrator died and comes to this realization when he stands in front of his grave (the stone) in this gloomy place and reads his name on it.

 

[Beautiful Angel]

WOW! That was really deep...good word play. Def love it!

 

[Rahim]

I like the fact that there is a very deep spiritual aspect to this poem and how it is present through out the poem, also the way it is presented to the reader... nice work man!

 

[Farzin]

Thank you for the feedback. I appreciate it. I am glad you enjoyed reading it.

Check out the other one's too! especially http://www.streethop.com/forums/poetic-justice/t-a-riddlepoem-49796.html

 

[THEV1LL4N]

damn! this is some descriptive stuff. i kind of figured when you said walking down the path, and callin me home. but didnt know it was about death.

 

[KJ1]

man that was a good portrayal of the "long walk"..... enjoyed reading..... thanks