The Poet

One of the first pieces I ever wrote.

He lay awake at night,
With a pen and some pages.
He was hollow inside,
Surrounded by fools and sages.
He was a poet at heart
But, his words failed him from the start.

Lamenting through his work,
He wrote all day.
Tears of joy were a dream that seemed oceans away.
Drowning in sorrow, shame, alcohol and pain,
He was writing but, all in vain.

Nobody cared, for what he wrote nobody got,
His words were a mystery, nobody bought.
They were not poems but, his life rhyming, crying and withering like the ink.
His life was stuck in pages,
His rhymes and death had a common link.

He laughed at the merciless world,
He took breaths,
But his lungs were full of mud.
The blood in his brain
Came out through his eyes when he cried,
His house on the 13th lane,
Was slowly drifting to the other side.

He wrote about the world beyond all this black,
His words like a knife, stabbed him in his back.
The pain could be seen through his eyes,
He was done with the world and its true lies.

A poet at heart, words failed him from the start,
He found peace engulfed in the dark
He lay awake all night and laughed...

Author's Note

Thank you for the time, if you have a moment, review. :)

Reviews

[DJ]

This is a good piece, I like the way you describe the poet and the emotion felt through-out, a sad piece. I don't understand this line: "He was done with the world at it's true lies." Other than that it is a good write, deep, with good imagery.

[Akshay]

Thank you very much for the review.
And yes, that line was supposed to show that, The Poet was done with all the lies this world, the society, the people close to him tell him to use him, as if they were true, hence "true lies" or truth like lies.
Thank you again, appreciate the review.

[DJ]

Ah okay, I understand now, thanks. I think the sentence structure confused me momentarily, either that or my brain is playing tricks lol that happens a lot, its the golf ball in my head. A great write :)

[Akshay]

Haha, I can see now why it could have been confusing.
Thank you for the review, much aprreciated

[DJ]

Yeah, the golf ball causes a lot of confusion, you're very welcome, it was a pleasure to read.