Milk of Nepenthe

I have been writing poetry, fiction and short stories for many years and have completed a book of poems. I also enjoy comedy writing.

They take me to the sky without my permission

Abducted, bright lights and blinded vision

Tall beings, Man they called themselves

I am just a man kind, modified like a good sold on shelves.

A Vale of ignorance covers my face

As the God beings knowledge totally out pace.

I see things I cannot comprehend

Things that makes religion obsolete and come to an end

My mind cannot accept this new reality

Please put me back to my mortality

Oh I wish to forget all what I have seen

Unable to understand these supreme beings

Are they Jesuses?

Are they the beings that come to different nations as a Messiah?

Who will I tell of this experience?

Everyone will call me liar.

I can’t bare these memories. I need the milk of Nepenthe

I will drink the milk until my memories of this day fades away

Putting me back to my simple mind, the way I wish to stay

Something’s are just better not known

A simple life, a lie life, mankind walking on this ground.

© 2019 Clive Williams

Comments

Ruby Jean Richert from Southern Illinois on November 02, 2019:

I knew there was a reason I never liked milk! Another out of this world piece, and I liked it...

Pamela Oglesby from Sunny Florida on November 02, 2019:

You have a great imagination and this makes this poem very intriguing.

FlourishAnyway from USA on November 02, 2019:

This one made me think

Eric Dierker from Spring Valley, CA. U.S.A. on November 02, 2019:

Well done. But perhaps we cannot go back.