Indulge In Someone Else's Cup Of Sufferance

An engraved challis

Shined bright

After having been

Voluntarily carried by anonymous hands

While being lead down

Numerous individualized pathways of reticence

Like a distinguished scent

Of sweet tasting indifference

Overflowed the cup of someone else’s

Beating tumultuous heart of decadence

Basking in a scene reluctantly

Bombarded by the sun's fluorescent

Rays of light

Catered to the day's plight

Of inadvertent indulgence

In someone else's

Cup of dubious sufferance

Filled up their flask for existing

As a living matter of fact example

In the making

No one will ever know

What it's truly like

To walk in another person's shoes

Unless you voluntarily bid adherence too

Indulge In Someone Else's Cup Of Sufferance

For you become them

Instead of them becoming you by deliverance

Author's Note

Just experimenting here a little bit. Let me know what you think of it, if this type of poem catches your eye. Thanks. :)

Reviews

[Kristin Lee]

The idea of indulging in someone elses cup of sufferance is great...its a fresh spin onthe idea of wearing someone elses shoes. And your closing line is awesome! It really drives the message home. Personally I really like this one. It's one of my favorites from your collection.

[kublakhan27]

I can honestly say this is one of my favourites from your catalogue...it doesn't have the feel of an "experimental" piece for me...the title sets the table quite nicely for the scene you present and the lines that follow...some knockout imagery in this one as well...great work :)

[Girl Friday (Sarah W.)]

A nice read...smooth, easy on the eyes and ears. I like the metaphorical significance, and the imagery that was sort of transport back in time. I'm generally impressed with your work, and this is no exception. I have little to say except that I am glad I came by for a read!

[Rogue]

I'm not surprised it's me again.. Are you? -grin-

I like it. It reads very well and the message is quite strong. I also am partial to the Medieval feel of it as well.. I saw great halls filled with trestle tables and rushes on the floor..

"Basking in a scene relectantly"

I think that is supposed to be reluctantly.

Great job as always. :)