Aboard a sinking ship
Sailing on a do or die trip
Caught in a whirlpool of chaos
Facing the chasm of fear none can cross
All my hopes and dreams brought along
Morphing into shadows, I no longer belong
Grasped and thrown down to the shrieking ocean
Drowning on my doubt and turbulent emotion
Hand reaches out toward the dying light
Dreams all fading as I sink in the night
Darkness embraces me, water clogs any breath
Eyes slowly closing, approaching the beach of death
With a shock, my hopes resurface, igniting my heart
Flames burning away the waves keeping me apart
From the future, I will create with these ashes
Phantoms rise to battle, I set off the matches
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poetboy123 (
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Nicely written poem 🙂
I thought all the rhyming was a bit much but the words and imagery are used well.
Thanks, Brycycle! My poetry is usually based on rhyming most of the time.
Pish posh, the rhyming was class.
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The style is nice. Certain emotions entitle a poem to be written a certain way. Marching off to fight the end, now that is some serious stuff. As you grow, your style will evolve. I'm looking forward to seeing where it takes you.
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