Diaries Of An Immigrant Soul, Pt.19: Mad Dog... in love!

Diaries Of An Immigrant Soul, Pt. 19: Mad Dog... in love!

 

Forcefully scattered aground

and shattered before the making...

dreams of romance they seem to bring us down

and hearts that trouble us with the aching,

 

last escorted shadows of a smile

to where our fare farewells occur.

dancing across that river for a while

through waters and nights, clear and pure

 

while roses and moons do pray for slay

of the mad dog gone berserk

this dog, that is I, where does I stay?

what shades of agony does it lurk?

 

further into the be-late of memory does I stay

this mad dog that loves, but its love torn away!

what mind it is, that favors death over a wife

that trades the edges of love for a knife...

that bleeds of oneness that breaks my will

and speaks of love, and of a decent life!

 

what is it all worth in play

before a tear...

that is drawn every day

 

who am I? what am I?

and what does all this say?

 

By;

The Black Iris, Of The Luminous Imperious

Reviews

[TamerQtaish]

I would had said wolf than mad dog, but yes mad dog works in the meaning way better...
Damn dude! you always write well!
Loved it.
"who am I? what am I?" => My friend, a friend!

Great piece bro!

[Jessica]

I like the message in this!
Great job, keep it up :)

[Michael X]

wow, that is powerfully and poetically underlined with a sense of urgency that captivates the reader into believing the messege and its marvelously exploited truths. and reality. awsome job, keep it up.