Dark is the night
See no path of light
Into oblivion I stare
Every step is a snare
I breathe, feel it not
Scream, silence fills my lot
I want to run, away so far
Stay, need to fight this war
Shut my eyes, see them close
Open shall now, locked doors
Heart flutters, I do hear
Their voices, so very clear
Long unspoken, no more I fear
For this time, my Gods are near
I call out to them, stretch my hand
On my feet, this time I shall land
The most important thing in poetry, i feel, is the essence. Rhyme gives it a flow but the essence stays with you and makes you come back. The essence creates the magic here, I could relate to the Flutter from top to bottom. Amazing piece of writing.
ReplyDeleteWhat makes a poem beautiful is its essence, rhyme gives it a flow but the essence stays with you and makes you come back. The essence of Flutter is beautiful and relatable, I had a single image in my mind throughout all the stanzas. This is an amazing piece of writing.
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