Another Iteration to this Endless loop
Breach for peace
Silence for the entrapped
An opened mouth searching for the words
Wingless as the plummet gave view to V patterns of birds-
They migrate to sustain while I can’t even move away without feeling the same.
I guess it’s all inner conflicts and silent convicts
Shadows and low blows
Troths of dreams, sluggish, trekking through muck of the unknown
I planned for truth and found honesty
I battled ruthlessly and gained modesty
Homeless as there’a no heart within me
I guess within the head woods I remained green
It’s never what it seems
I pressed besides the door as the explosives explode
Posted Sep 12, 2022, 7:38 PM UTC
I've written a lot of poems and the thing that always gets me is rhyming. It's so difficult to convey a message the way it's intended while keeping a steady flow and thinking of words to rhyme with. But damn, you really nailed it here. The symbolism almost reads like some pre-modern civilization type piece, in which everything is rooted in nature and there is a simple pleasure in the struggles of surviving. The rhyming words don't seem forced, and flow naturally. I really don't have much critique here. Great work :)
Wow these are words I rarely receive I’m so excited that you comprehend this piece in a way I sought to express it! Which is just naturally. Unforced. It’s just a trip, one to ponder over and over again and I think you see that clearly! I appreciate you and your thoughts!