Silent Victory...

There was this thing I sought to fight for,

The rest of damnation follows it seems,

None to like... no one to abhor,

I lurked in the shadows... no one knew me,

 

So little to take... so much to leave,

I stand and walk and talk myself through,

I was scarred and I cried and I could not believe,

That they never had a clue,

 

They seemed like silk, like angels of milk,

And deep down under I seem to wander,

Oh something mocked me weak, maybe dirt.. or the pig,

So I chose forgiveness  for every blunder,

 

Fallacy or Queen, the royalty to be seen,

Life or roses, which comes the closest,

Oh the King ... I’ve already been,

When my flavours were the choicest,

 

As  I fall through my rise with nothing to prize,

What I want was and always shall be,

When older things laugh and passion cries,

I smile and say... no one knew me...

Reviews

[Emily B]

oh, but someone knew you, will know you, otherwise it is a life to be pitied

your words are tall, they want to stretch off the page, they want to be read out loud

[lavina k.]

your poem said many things about this wondrous world and its people in pain.
well i loved those lines
"As I fall through my rise with nothing to prize"
it described a lot....
Keep writing!!!!!!

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. no way ... i did ... and i do ... been a little slow lately ... thanks to a lot of unexpected and sly and potent catastrophes ... but wtf ... it's not as if i am dead yet ... okay sorry ... this is brilliant ... it's an introspective journey that not many are capable of ... let alone expressing in such exquisite poetic terms ... there is light at the end of the tunnel ... not because people say so ... but because man is simply incapable of building tunnels longer than x miles ... and the sun rises every day ... do not lose hope ... do not get hooked to dope ... do not elope ... with someone dumb ... and do hope ... and you're awesome ... i say so because i know so ...

[Coyote Poetry]

The poem is amazing. Sometime a victory in life seem very small. But we must get up and go forward. I like the story in this poem.
"I was scarred and I cried and I could not believe,
That they never had a clue,"
Never underestimate anyone. We never know another person journey. Last line was very good. A outstanding poem.
Coyote