Rest

RSM0812

Rest in the shadows of time,

Lay my head, it’s not a crime.

And eternally fade to black.

Like fallen soldiers that don’t come back.

And give me peace.

As I roll up my sleeves.

And find myself dancing within my dreams.

In peace and untempered retrieves.

 

  • Author: RSM (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: March 29th, 2025 08:08
  • Category: Unclassified
  • Views: 30
  • Users favorite of this poem: Cheeky Missy, Damaso
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  • sorenbarrett

    A plea for peace and raises questions of how peace is obtained. Cleanly written and with good meter and thought provoking

  • Poetic Licence

    A clever interesting write asking how we obtain peace and a request for peace themselves, enjoyed the read

  • Cheeky Missy

    Lovely and intriguing, the inherent calm of the rest invoked pervading as I mull the suggestion playing itself out. Sweetly rendered in tasteful brevity with excellent imagery and a haunting poignancy whose serenity seems to call, thank you for sharing.

    • RSM0812

      Thanks for your kind words.

      • Cheeky Missy

        But of course, you're very welcome.

        • RSM0812

          Thank you for your kind words



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