Face Thy Fear

On the distant horizon

As the mellow winter sun

Slowly dips its toes 

In the cold waters of the ocean

And gentle waves lapping

Probing dark fingers of evening

Slowly creeping

And the ever present gulls

And the cormorants

Indistinguishable on the dark surface

Finally take flight

Tentacles of fears

Slowly rising from the depth

Gently embraces me

Calling to me ever so slowly

To shed all my fears

The unknown beckons

To let go

And step into the waters

As the waves gently laps around my ankles

And pulls me down

The cold slowly rising

And I shut my eyes with fear

To meet darkness with darkness

The cold hands of death

Ever so gently

Opens my eyes

And the denizens of the depth

Nibbles at my flesh

At last nirvana

Fear no more

And I sink to the bottom

Cradled softly by the darkness

I see the ray’s of the settin sun

Tomorrow will be another day

I may not be there

Conquering my fear

Someone sure will take my place

And face fear and rise

Banish the darkness

And conquer

And in death

Face fear of darkness

And soar

And see the light

Alas, too late now

For me to matter

Author: pranabaxom

Poetry is my passion. I am not a methodical writer. I have no set topics to write about. What I feel, perceive, think about, I will like to share in this blog. I open my mind to the world. Like the weather, sometimes my poems are cloudy, sometimes stormy. I always like to see sunshine streaming through the leaves of trees, so I hope I can share some of those sunshine with my readers.