Spatial Awareness

An old imaginative piece irrespective of reality, although somewhat representing that particular period in my life... I was just bored, In all fairness!

 

Sublime Sights, Smothered in bright lights//

Covered as I'm slumbered, and suffer inside ice//

I find pipes, Disguised by fine types//

Divine rights denied, applied my mind fights//

Assigned from slight heights, in times of white nights//

Confined, this tight vice designed to hide life//

Aligned beside knifes, that shine behind mice//

And tribes of sliced lice, devised to bite twice//

Surprised... In freight my throat cries//

Insights from both eyes, invites my soaked sighs//

Alive as hope dies, I'm choked with no pride//

An oaf of gross size, with rope I'm bow tied//

I mope in close ties, My frozen toes tried//

As broken bones rise, I'm prone to throw blind//

Provoked and so snide, enclosed I grope sides//

And poke wide... I can't cope remote rides!!!

Reviews

[Angel Bird]

I really hope you didn't have to go through such, too many did anyway unfortunately ...

Great combination of wonderful poetry and great philosophy. This poem again has so much weight,
it will not do with only one read, and a simple thought. It needs some time to reflect on the hell too
many have been through. Your lines evoke the cruel images of the reality back then.

These lines come out of a genius' pen!