I Speak The Language of the Sirens

Poem inspired by the movie 'Dead Poets Society'

As I walk,

I feel the ground tremble with the magnitude of my potential,

And the walls whisper prophecies of my coming greatness.

As I speak,

The air around me stills;

The language of the sirens luring in visions of the eternity ahead.

As I watch,

My memories fold and unfold until they create a kaleidoscope;

My blood staining it with streaks of power.

And as I live,

The ladder of ambition grows; pulsating stronger.

It helps up those promises with broken wings and falling feathers.

Author's Note

Please review and critique harshly!!

Reviews

[Sami Khalil]

A good one. Pen on...:)..............

[R.A. Youngblood]

I agree with Renee, I can't critique harshly. I love it! So simple, but wonderful, in a few verses you can describe a fairytail, I like the structure too! Thanks for sharing :D

[Renée]

I see nothing to be harsh about..other than I do not understand why it doesn't have any reviews with so many views!
I enjoyed the structure and the subject