Hidden Chaos
A man of mystery, with mind so rare,
A family dear, in peace they dwell,
A daughter and a bride, without a care,
Yet beneath this calm, he hides a tale to tell.
He yearns for rain when skies are clear,
When storms arrive, he cannot wade the mire;
He falters, watches as his fortunes disappear,
And life becomes a battlefield of fierce desire.
By Young Fella
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Author:
MRF (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: August 6th, 2024 15:03
- Comment from author about the poem: This poem captures the contrast between external tranquility and internal turmoil, illustrating how a man’s yearning for complexity in serene moments leads to his downfall when faced with real adversity.
- Category: Family
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Comments3
Wonderfully worded and neatly metered this poem shows a contrast between the first and last part that captures the difference between the internal and external. Very nicely done.
Thanks for your comment. You thoroughly explored the subject in question and successfully uncovered the subtle meaning within the structure. Gorgeous.
Young Fella, I read all your poems and I understand you. Your words, a beautiful pont over the silence.
Sorry, my english is very bad...
You're welcome! Happy that you liked my poems. If you have any questions feel free to ask. Thank for the comment.
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