Without seeing the dust there on his book or pages not touched by his hand
My center has been caught underneath that which will never let go Of pearls that sigh and whisper in the crevices of my soul Although the darkest of creatures call out my name I am not unconsciously held on their horizons Nor will I ever breathe the same
Distraction returns as a sad mistake within a facade of goodness Staring at me with intentions of pacing the words I weave In hopes that I will abandon my art to dark lands Without seeing the dust there on his book Or pages not touched by his hand
I will continue to fight for these pearls and hold my own beliefs Stay centered without distraction of dark philosophies Although night may fall upon the day conceived I will not be held on anyone’s horizon Or of my pearls be relieved
an expression of your self identity Neva...one must always stay within their center and beliefs...to many are lead into those dark realities...so few can comprehend the strive to stay within the Light...just like those pearls of yours...such is your voice...
Elegant eloquent exposition
Iridescent beauty
Glow grow
Strand of pearls
Precious center
Heart beam wisdom
Strength defy transparent
Sigh whisper light
Talisman of truth
Fend dark horizon
Sing freedom
how I loved those last lines...a very strong ending with conviction...love the use of pearls here too...this was exceptional in flow and content...a great voice...
Posted 13 Years Ago
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Another tortured and yet revealing poem. Struggling to maintain the belief in the self. I like the use of pearls here especially.
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