Poetic Justice

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


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I really love the ending to this. Nice one :)

Posted 10 Years Ago


Strong words that any writer or poet can easily relate to .. I would ask you to consider thinking about the first word of each line, does it conjure up any imagery or is it just a filler ? Consider all the extra words used that may detract from the meaning and essence of the poem - do you need them?

Posted 10 Years Ago


dam such condemnation in this powerful write watch me bleed is it my pain that you need

Posted 10 Years Ago


Poets and authors are too often their own worst critics as I know I am mine.

The imagey and flow of this piece speaks volumes of the subject but also the writer.

"To live without words weaves the thin blue symmetrical lines into the threads of a noose"

These three lines say it all - we write to feel again, to forget the pain, to suffer another day in the hopes if a brighter future.

Well done - keep it up.

Posted 10 Years Ago


This is a great poem keep up the great work

Posted 10 Years Ago


The truth uttered in poetic form!

Posted 10 Years Ago


I do not know how anyone could read you and not be smitten. Your words are such an interesting combination of soft and hard, dark and light, and everything in between. One minor thing, in this case, driven me insane might sound more polished, but perhaps you prefer drove, up to you of course.

Posted 10 Years Ago



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