This damnable day drones on
just over halfway through
it has felt like an unbearable eternity
each miasmic moment moribund
speech reduced to manducation
the thirst is endless
yet nothing will quench it
it is there to remind
that suffering is to be
the world weaponizes and devours
from the moment of birth
belonging was not a reality.
scorn wears a blood stained shroud
punitive punishment for
pushing for penitent posturing
people scoff
they are confident in their confusion
their ignorance an igloo
love can still be felt for them
their hate harms them
reconciliation is a rewarding road
a reckoning with reason
what is the reason
what is the reason for all this death
why is it that abandonment finds its roots
deep in faithful soil
why is it that humans paint trees red
suspenseful suspension aids in tanning
but there is no sun this day
no friends show support
no miracle for mother
solidarity comes with vultures
pecking at a carrion carcass
half-living
weight becomes a weapon
hypoxic dreams set in
suff-
o-
cating serenity
leads to
s
u
r
r
e
n
d
e
r
a long
slow
pause
before
completion
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A very powerful beginning that thunders at the reader with the power of the heavens then your trademark of falling letter and long spaces to punctuate the meaning. Well done my friend
Thank you, my friend. Glad it delivered! Your time and your analysis are much appreciated! 🙏🖤🌑💀🕯️🧠
Excellent write Tristan
Thank you so much, Tony. Much appreciated! 🙏🖤🌑💀🕯️🧠
You're welcome
Dang, Tristan! By night or day, the misery finds an eloquent scribe to tell of that internal struggle none but feel, yet fewer can put into words as deliciously as yourself. La dee! Gorgeously rendered with nigh exquisite imagery, that particular delight of poets in consonance and assonance, and a gripping, haunting, familiar poignancy. Thank you for sharing.
Wow! I am humbled, my dear friend. Glad this delivered and resonated on all of those accounts. Your time, analysis and sincere ongoing support is such a blessing. Much appreciated dear poet and friend. 🙏🖤🌑💀🕯️🧠
If it was just an entirely 'dark' poem for the sake of it, I could say 'Ahh, so you've spent one while day with KP?!' heehee.
Hehehe! 😂 I was waiting for "turn on the dang lights...I can't even see your poem's picture now." All jokes aside, thank you Orchi! Much appreciated my friend. 🙏🖤🌑💀🕯️🧠
Powerful. Great imagery.
Thank you so much, my friend. Much appreciated! 🙏🖤🌑💀🕯️🧠
The dark inner struggle gathering pace through the write only to be then slowed down to arrive at its destined conclusion, no nicely expressed and written
Thank you, my friend. Yes! Glad it delivered Much appreciated! 🙏🖤🌑💀🕯️🧠
You are very welcome
Utterly captivating!
Thank you so much! 🙏🖤🌑💀🕯️🧠
Hi Triston, Excellent, excellent write. I read this twice and my mind absorbed each word written. And as I was saying WOW to one stanza, along came another one just as good if not better than the words I just read. Seriously, excellent write!
Thank you so much, my friend! I am humbled by your words and grateful for the time you spent closely reading it. Much appreciated. 🙏🖤🌑💀🕯️🧠
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