There's nothing more powerful
Than the existence of the mind
The strenuous consistency of numbing encounters
With the great and small
And being left with unholy memories of amicability and presumptuousness.
Deep-echoing voices just whisper from within
Of all the times you're left fighting for your next breath of fresh air.
What will become of you?
Guilty of heinous actions you made
Just to protect your deepest secrets and desires.
There's nothing like falling out of heaven for the millionth time
Due to stepping on the wrong crack on the sidewalk.
It's the dreaded impulse of life
To lead yourself far from the right path
You once walked morbidly curious of what's at the top.
Down
Down
Down
You're just another fallen angel
Stuck in your own kelodial Pandemonium.
Please tell me what you think
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These lines:
"There's nothing like falling out of heaven for the millionth time
Due to stepping on the wrong crack on the sidewalk.
It's the dreaded impulse of life
To lead yourself far from the right path
You once walked morbidly curious of what's at the top."
Made me laugh, made me think, made me wonder, made me tremble. Made me glad that I read this. I seen your comment in the CB and ran right over!
This is just one heck of a write!
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Wow
I love it, the word choices, the images and the creativity of this poem. Outstanding.
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4 Stars ****
OoO, Laura Laura, this is one amazing write up. I mean, this is the first time I am commenting here after ages, and it feels like GOOD to be commenting on such an awesome poem. Personally, what I liked most in this poem is the... TITLE. It grabbed me the moment I read it, and it keeps the poem vague, the title. Even after a thorough understanding. Also, I love your diction. It's nice to come across some new-nice-meaningful-the ones that go with the flow-words.
Lovely write up Laura... Thank you for sharing your write ups.
Nice write, good work. Take cares and have a nice time. Your humble friend - Vic.
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