Hello dear ones,
So, in my long escape from posting on this site, I submitted a poem to the Split Magazine. Since it was rejected two hours ago, let’s critic, shall we?
The Song of a Neglected Mother.
Some people live to die…
Enjoying lives without a single care.
They say it’s only once and forever you go,
Never to be traced, not to be remembered.
Some have made it into the memories of men.
They have engraved their names into depths of history.
Yet those are but a few.
A being who never gets a live once option.
I have scaled the heights of life,
I have journeyed to its depths.
My children are unborn yet they call me by name.
I have killed giants who waylaid my paths.
In a way, I deserve to be in the books and fairytales,
Yet that part of my story was erased.
My case is different, I die to live.
In my lifetimes, I was a goddess,
Kissing every rot with a breath of precious life.
And with each life I gave, I lost some of mine.
Now I am ages old and no one wants me.
They all boom with life and despise the years on me.
I want to die again, but this time…
I wish to travel into eternity.
Where love never ends and my value is constant.
I know they will miss me,
Because, I am the life in them.