Sparks start burning,
Tempting fists with rage.
With another note your voice enflames me.
Violent images appear behind fierce eyes.
The anger you have provoked questions containment.
Take your leave,
Desist adding to the blaze.
This tether simmering,
You have missed all signs of warn.
Hands wrapped tightly,
Pushing the air from your throat,
Squeezing the life from your remains.
Fading from panic,
Your surrendering breath,
Puts out the fire in my eyes.
You should have know all along,
I am the one with control.
Author notes
a bit sketchy. doesnt flow like it should.
A contest entry
- 3 Part Contest: Part 1- Rage [[BIG POINTS]] by GiftedPsychosis.
1500 points, ended August 7, 2007, 26 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
please let me know if this piece flows properly. thankyou for reading.
Comments
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You're way too hard on yourself! I think it flows nicely, and I got chills when I read the line, "Your surrendering breath puts out the fire in my eyes"--I love it!
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I think it flows okay.
Nice job and good luck in the contest!
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