Ignorance
flows through iced veins
searching for any weakness
it may be able to exploit
Anger
spills like a lava bomb
from rancid tongues
without remorse for their aftermath
Seclusion
from reality
and all occupied within
only turns one's blood to stone
Defiance
of rules and trust
a never ending pattern of destruction
and self denial
Silence
the only sound
left to warm the heart
of those that possess contempt
and eternal loneliness.
Author notes
quote prompt:
"watch your thoughts; they become words.
watch your words; they become actions.
watch your actions; they become habits.
watch your habits; they become character.
watch your character; it becomes your destiny."
A contest entry
- ...Watch Yourself... by Desire.
1221 points, ended October 17, 8 entries
Bronze trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
I appreciate sincerity and type-o spotting over flattery
Comments
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Thank You!
Thank You for Your entry: Progression
This piece tugged hard at Spirit in its own way
when I read this entry several times ~
I'm Honored also Humbled You took the time to pen for my contest
You took the prompt and brought forth much for my Mind to feast upon~
Bravo!! When I digest words written, images come through that grab hard...
This is what was shown to me~
Woven Strengths: Wow~ Loved how You broke this down in segments~
Very Unique also Intriguing indeed
While I was reading~ kept seeing
images of different corridors also rooms...where each was named according
to what You had written for example- One room named: Ignorance also
another named: Anger...like that
It is like this feeling of People having
to make a *choice* of where they want to go...Creative perspective~
For some reason while reading~ kept being shown how words spit at
another...turns the person to stone...I'm seeing spiteful-hurtful words
thrown from mouth and the recipient turning to stone...Metaphor
However that is to be Interpreted.
You give the Reader much to think about
Love the direction You took with this prompt
Hopefully my comment to Your write makes sense
These words grabbed and pulled~
Anger
spills like a lava bomb
from rancid tongues
without remorse for their aftermath
Tugged at me to Listen...
Thank You for sharing Your Talent also Voice
also best wishes to You in the contest Sweet Soul
Will be judged shortly~
Many blessings too

with much love and light~ Desire~*~


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What an awesome prompt to write for nephew. I really enjoyed the way you did this and the imagery is just perfect. I liked the ending stanza most of all.



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thank you for the kind sentiments dear aunt
I am glad you enjoyed this piece.
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