True stories always begin in the middle.
So let's start this one at the fun.
Here's our main character, the one.
Sadly he's been lost and struck a twiddle.
He started his journey at the top,
And ventured his way down.
Seeing all the pain pass by, we stop,
Then head back up and around.
Here comes the best part, my friend.
Off to the top, he gives it his all,
But that only leads to his devastating fall.
So here he is, unable to comprehend.
Stuck deep in this pit, unable to heal,
Is our man trapped for death?
He'll find out when he takes his final breath.
While he's lost within Fortune's Wheel.
Author notes
Now you may not seem to find a connection between the title and the poem itself. Well perhaps there is no connection? I wrote this poem like a story, I was thinking like Shakespeare to myself earlier before I came up with this and thinking of Fortune's Wheel. Luckily I found this contest and thought that it would be perfect. But the question still remains, is there a connection between the title and the poem?
B . m . w
Hope you enjoyed it.
twiddle ~ confused etc etc
A contest entry
- Semi-Quickie/Dark Writes by liquidmindforever.
400 points, ended September 13, 13 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
What's your opinion?
Comments
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Nice write and an interesting delivery. Life is definitely a maze where there's no real shortcuts or ways to get to the prize without doing your time.
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Clever and "Fun" Ink Spilled
Dear Poet,
Glad you found my contest semi-quickie prompt "lost," into which you dropped
your "The Maze."
Cute way to peak ones appetite with the question posed in the author notes.
Yes. Out of the ordinary take on the prompt.
Thank you so much for entering my contest and wishing you
the best
till then
stay
liquid
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