Monday, August 16, 2010

The Pressure's High!

The pressure's high
Hot smoking steam
Clamored in confusion
I just want to scream

Whether I turn left
Or even in the right way
My missteps
Hinder the day

The walls cave in
Thinking on the whim
Impatience clutters
A level of dire grim

A need for change
Crying out in the desert
Can I be heard
Ineptitude to assert

I need to break loose
Widen the field
Think more clearly
For a foundation's build

The pressure's high
Enclosed in the burrows
My sorrows entrenches
Fallen into a furrow.

8 comments:

Paul T Tran said...

As always - a great piece of work. You must have the artsy writing genes in the family =)

Is this poem's theme referring to your marriage? (Ha ha)

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aria said...

"I need to break loose
Widen the field
Think more clearly
For a foundation's build"

I relate..

Violetwrites said...

Whether I turn left
Or even in the right way
My missteps
Hinder the day

Sometimes it be's like that bro...

Ahsan said...

awesome poem. I love to read with heart for a long time

Tiffany Jewelry said...

Our life is full of color. We should live happily.Let's enjoy our life.

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janet h said...

thanks for sharing this piece of work. keep posting! :) take care xox