sorrow of the row

“now the solitary one, I find no grace


for myself,

the mercy of the morniNG,

the mercy of the deceased


trying to pull me back into the sea.”


“although sorry hearted,

I must for a long time

lay motionless on 

sand along the 

barren shore,


(along) the ice cold ocean,

and tread the paths of exile;


events always go as they must.”


so speaks the sorrow of the row,

mindful of hardships,

of corners cut, and

and the downfaLL

of the designer.


“often (or always) I had alone


to speak of the disaster

each day before dawn;


there are none now living

to whom I dare clearly 


speak of my innermost thoughts.”


“I know it truly that it was in 

the building, several flaws

that were kept secret, a





the sickening terror,

the deafening crash, 

the moment of panic;


could not withstand its fate

nor did a sorrowful mind

do any good.”


“thus those eager for glory now 

kept secure dreaded thoughts

in their breasts.”


“so I, the sorrow of the row,


often wretched and ashamed,

bereft of my duty far from the 



have had to bind in fetters my true feelings;


since the sinking long ago,

I hide in the loneliness

of the /därk/, 

and I, 



“from there, traveled sorrowfully over

the frozen waves.”


“I sought to be

sad of the lack 

of any passengeRS, 

a giver of life.”


“indeed now, I can longer think,

why my spirit does not darken;


when I ponder 

on the lifeless bodies 

that no longer grabbed 

at my sides.”


“and how their cries were silenced by the freezing air;


losing sight

as the lights


sank beneaTH the surface,


I was blown by the still

wind, covered with the 

frost from stilled voices.”


“then my oars

touched the ocean 

with a deafening silence,


and carried me away;

seats eerily creaked,


no one was inside to quiet them,


I had chosen to

save myself.”


Copyright © 04/15/2013 Ðark Ṝoasted Ƣoetry®


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