Out of the wild
I left the purity
of life
on life's terms
behind me.
Standing
at the edge of civilization
I cross the threshold
and feel the loss
of self.
An air of oppression
weighs down on me
to conform,
to mold
and shape myself
into something
I'm not!
How high a cost
is my soul willing to pay,
to lose the loneliness
in my heart?
Caught between God's will
and my animal instincts.
Patience is priceless
when you're at the end of it!
Author notes
http://bashai.deviantart.com/art/Caged-96260530
8. How to be patient
In a list
A contest entry
- B-WOW #6... with aboomer, Starz of Heaven and islekine by islekine.
700 points, ended May 16, 13 entries
Bronze trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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oh i really like the first stanza. on lifes terms. really mooving....and the second stanza's loss of self.
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Love the wording and depth in this, especially the last 4 lines. Great picture to go with it also. I much enjoyed this.
thank you for your entry
best wishes in the contest
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I loved this the second verse and the fourth really stood out to me thank you for taking the time to enter our contest be well.
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Well penned!
I love the way you made this "personal" yet with the picture...you have given us so much more meaning...
Thanks for your entry! Best wishes in the contest and always!
Write on!
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The last four lines had a powerful impact on me. I really liked this one. Great write
- Dani
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Well done.What is it they say "patience is a virtue"? I wonder sometimes, Ros
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Nicely done, it is an age old question to be sure. Your wording and flow was beautifully captured here. Best to you in the contest
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