This place…
Home
The sheets
Of hidden rain
In the fog
Like sandpaper
Against my flesh
The fog
Smells of ice
Freezing me from the inside
White of cloud
Hides the ground
Hides the sky
Lost
Trapped
The gale
The unhindered
Screams of a land
Tormented
The strong
Moist air
Pouring into my lungs
I can’t see
My ears burn
My lung drowned
My flesh torn away
Yet I am at peace
For it is in this place
That the world falls away
It is in this place
All troubles cease
It is in this place
I am trapped
Yet I am free
This place…
Home
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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Home is indeed where the heart is, this piece of poetry is deep, and some images you create in the first stanzas are just awesome nephew. Your poetry keeps getting better, keep writing
Love,
Lonely
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thanks
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Wow. This is really good. The lines were broken up really well. Enjoyed reading this ^_^
~Lae
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