Lying in somber reality
of my colorized failures
head throbbing as clubbed
danger falls behind.
I defy my reflection
pertaining to coded reprimands
which rest everlasting, as a hawk
on willow branches silently waiting
in darkness for weaker to prey upon.
Holding claws and talons in hiding
as barbarians with synthesized cruelty
disguised as jeweled intentions
and I wonder where my empathy strayed.
Please tell me what you think
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Very Nicely done!
The imagery and abstract metaphorical theme of this write strengthens the peice. I must admit it doesnt have as much of a flow as I would have liked to see, but then again, not all poetry needs flow in order to be beautiful.
This was a very nice peice. I feel the emotion.
Great concept as well.
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