Poetic Justice
A Poem by
Samantha ~virginpoet
Words have haunted me since birth Gave breath to my name Have devoured me Drove me insane Have forsaken me In the drought of my inspiration they wish me to explain I could not I bleed black ink on virgin pages With a hand wielding a sword much sharper than the tongue and much smaller than a gun Yet cyanide when consumed Did warriors ever cut their own hearts out when trying to enter that of another But To live without words weaves the thin blue symmetrical lines into the threads of a noose Which would crush my throat until my guts finally come spilling out Yet my dying breath would pass a sentence from lung to lip With a single soul purpose My epitaph To live by the sword means that you shall die by the sword would that not serve poetic justice By Samantha Pruitt
© 2014 Samantha ~virginpoet
Reviews
With a hand wielding a sword
much sharper than the tongue
and much smaller than a gun
This Is true. I also love the picture.
To live without words
weaves the thin blue symmetrical lines
into the threads of a noose
Posted 7 Years Ago
The end stanza is what makes the poem so mesmerizing. It is poetic justice indeed.
Posted 10 Years Ago
The end stanza is what makes the poem so mesmerizing. It is poetic justice indeed.
"To live by the sword
means that you shall die by the sword
would that not serve poetic justice"
My Poet friend. You need to read The best of Dryden." It would make you understand where your powerful words come from. I like the above lines. Words can teach, burn and expand emotion. No weakness in the outstanding poetry.
Coyote
Posted 10 Years Ago
"To live by the sword
means that you shall die by the sword
would that not serve poetic justice"
My Poet friend. You need to read The best of Dryden." It would make you understand where your powerful words come from. I like the above lines. Words can teach, burn and expand emotion. No weakness in the outstanding poetry.
Coyote
this is an amazing poem, Samantha...love the way you used the idea of how we try to enter the heart of another, not with knives or bullets but with words, which can be just as effective and sometimes devastating.
Posted 10 Years Ago
this is an amazing poem, Samantha...love the way you used the idea of how we try to enter the heart of another, not with knives or bullets but with words, which can be just as effective and sometimes devastating.
Powerful, Samantha! To bleed for one's art shows a devotion most sincere. That bittersweet love of poetry... you are, indeed, truly devoted.
Posted 10 Years Ago
Powerful, Samantha! To bleed for one's art shows a devotion most sincere. That bittersweet love of poetry... you are, indeed, truly devoted.
Perfection...one of my favourite pieces from your catalouge to date...awesome work here Samantha :)
Posted 10 Years Ago
Perfection...one of my favourite pieces from your catalouge to date...awesome work here Samantha :)
This is so beautiful and poetic. Vivid images and lasting impressions, this write has it all.
Posted 10 Years Ago
This is so beautiful and poetic. Vivid images and lasting impressions, this write has it all.
Live by the pen, Die by the pen. Very nice.
Posted 10 Years Ago
Live by the pen, Die by the pen. Very nice.
Vividly Graphic, makes me feel you are very clear and decided in what you want to portray... and the scent of sadness trailing all through its verses.
Posted 10 Years Ago
Vividly Graphic, makes me feel you are very clear and decided in what you want to portray... and the scent of sadness trailing all through its verses.
strong piece ..well done....
Posted 10 Years Ago
strong piece ..well done....
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