Sunrays
Lets go on
A guerrilla raid
Your flow is so smooth
The intellectual
Emotional defences
Can't see you move
You deep into subdued
Cells territory
Where tensions are verily
Being held in a prison
Of forgotten concoctions
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Author:
Mutley Ravishes (
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So many possibilities of interpreting, so delicious in its appeal 🙏🏻🕊
Thank you. If you interpret it physically then there's a whole methodology in it!
Indeed! And the method is thrilling 🙏🏻🕊️
Definitely gives the mind something to think about just like entering a maze each turn a corridor or blind alley. Nice
Glad I gave you something to think about!
Many ways to view this, a pleasure to read
I got the inspiration from a Taoist practice. Thanks for dropping by.
You are very welcome
Brief and impactful, this poem really is descriptive and open to interpretation for sure. I love the opening lines, Sunrays / Lets go on / A guerrilla raid". This makes me think of how light can peer through the tightest crevices in the darkest of spaces. A guerilla raid...indeed. This also makes me think of the Marilyn Manson lyrics, playing on the Bible of course, "The light shines in the darkness, but the darkness will never understand it." The light is invasive...a guerilla raid. Not saying your poem has anything to do with Manson, to be clear...but I am reminded of those lyrics. Then the poem shifts from the light to someone (perhaps?) who is emotionally defended by their intellect, not allowing anything to penetrate...perhaps the light?...and, they are imprisoned as a result. I could be way off. But that is what I get off the first few reads. Well done, my friend. ❤️🙏
Haha! Marylin Manson? I didn't see that one coming!
You're not so far off at all. For sure the light not able to penetrate. You could also think of the light as our awareness. Thanks for taking the time to read and comment.
🤣 Yeah, figured I would through Manson in for good measure! Our awareness indeed. Deeply profound poem, my friend.
Powerful.
Thanks, Thomas.
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