A wrecking ball
Blows past me
Toward the wall
Set to be free
Standards of the past
Flash before the eyes
Shattered at last
No limit the skies
Forward the march
Uncontrollable yearning
No backward arch
Infernal burning
Hunger strikes a pose
Negligence dissipates
These foes I depose
A new way anticipates
Painful yesteryear
Bellows its last breath
I see no fear
It has been put to death.
Blows past me
Toward the wall
Set to be free
Standards of the past
Flash before the eyes
Shattered at last
No limit the skies
Forward the march
Uncontrollable yearning
No backward arch
Infernal burning
Hunger strikes a pose
Negligence dissipates
These foes I depose
A new way anticipates
Painful yesteryear
Bellows its last breath
I see no fear
It has been put to death.
3 comments:
These lines are so powerful, I wish I could do this with fear.
see no fear
It has been put to death.
glistering poem
"Hunger strikes a pose"
poignant ..
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