A piece of poetry I wrote
Here is a piece of poetry I wrote about 2 months ago. I wrote it to express my feelings at a time when I was going through a very rough patch in my life, and I managed to work my way through it. I hope some of you like it as I only shown a very few amount of people it:
The Dark Forest
By Brad Miller
One cracked road split in a red, dark & fiery forest,
And I just sat there pondering,
About why I am wondering (around aimlessly),
Like I am in an iron-vault closet.
There I stood, thinking,
Why I have to be leaving,
The world around me,
Because of the way many people sail through the Great Sea of Seas.
I also looked at the path right before me,
As I see,
In absolute & terrifying horror,
How my existence in the world has become a major bother,
Due to my rough sailing, without a compass or map, on the prison ship “Golgotha”.
And then I observe deeply, through the flying embers & smouldering trees,
Into the eyes of someone who is sleeping eternally.
And I came to realise, while in the searing flame,
That it is me, who is burning in shame,
Of the path I took,
Through life, which was like an ash-covered & thoroughly burnt book.
I looked up, then through the fire, then into the surreal glowing sky,
To observe everything I see, die,
And to see angers & emotions fly,
While I stand there, wondering, “Why?”
I continued on the path,
To never see my other, cheerful half.
To be consumed in sadness & sorrow,
Can lead into the prospect of never seeing tomorrow.
While the weak sun lit up the ground,
It never shown what was truly to be found,
Through the tangled roots of the trees and the debris of everything I see.
I wandered why I it is worth persevering through the seemingly dangerous seas to find,
And fulfil my dreams.
Eventually, I now seen through the now dead forest’s wrath,
To see a new, much better part of the massive morass.
Which has shown me,
To be all I can and should be.
I must say i f*****g love it. Exerlant peice of writing you have got there.
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One minute was enough, Tyler said, a person had to work hard for it, but a minute of perfection was worth the effort. A moment was the most you could ever expect from perfection.-Fight Club
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Anyone has any interest and time to read what I wrote? |
30 Sep 2024, 1:11 am |