Bounding over a wall into neighbouring fields
Ploughing a furrow, into new territories
Where the soil seems more fertile …
And as one began
To sow the seeds in another land
The downpour of heaven once again began
And the rain, washes away the grain -
Back onto familiar terrain
As one fills with remorse
With the rise and fall of an internal rhythm
And is thrown off balance
By the ebb and flow of an illicit action
That precipitates the drama
And quickly turns to obsession -
BUT! -
Like the closing pages of a BOOK!
One finds, within, a revelation
The surprise emergence of a new connection
An innate ability
That’s prolific and consistent
And with empathy and sentimentality -
With an understanding mentality
Of those looking to escape
Of those unwilling to return and live their mistakes
One lives on, hand-in-hand
With a vivid creation
A heart-Beating inspiration
Filled with love, and with anger that’s righteous -
A presence that hovers
Ready to explode, throughout these pages
As the pen begins to write
Of a life -
With purpose
And a new narrative
One with insight
And focus
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Author:
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I enjoyed your poem. Did you write it about yourself or someone/thing else or both.
I struggle with hopeful and salvation poems.
Perhaps inside I don't have enough faith for the words to emerge.
I like how it came to a sincere and hopeful ending.
Hi Sylvia, thank you for your feedback! It's a personal poem - as in it's about myself - a reflection on the journey I am on (as is life). I think most people can relate to the internal struggles depicted in the poem, in their own way. The poem ends on a positive note but, as touched upon, my 'internal rhythms' ebb and flow so you never know what tomorrow can bring haha! Thank you for reading the poem!
I hope it brings a life with purpose 😊
Thank you, me too! 🙂
I too love bounding over walls.
Great first write of many great works to come I sense.
Brilliant Work.
Nice one, thank you very much BLACKGOLDKING. Yes, I too like/enjoy the temptation that 'bounding over walls' can bring. It's about learning, knowledge, experience and wisdom - I think this is how we evolve, and marks us out, as human beings!
oh the sorcery 😉 enlightening read yo.
Nice one, thank you very much kingOfOne
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