Passion and I

There is no motivation
We stand at a distance
Brick walls and metal gates
Piled neatly to divide us
Invisible demons surprise us
Sometimes its The Fear
Other times its Angst
Thunder roars; Lightening shrieks
Invincible forces working to separate us
Passion and I - we are distant
Different directions, opposing escalators
Thirsty for new knowlege, new findings
Disappointments run this show folks
Discontentment only illiterates us
Passion and I, we are not one
Something pernicious separates us.

Reviews

[Saphia Louise]

I enjoyed this poem. The ending, so suspenseful .

[Anum Khan]

Thank you Saphia. I'm glad you enjoed it.

[Anum Khan]

Could there have been any improvements in your opinion?

[Saphia Louise]

Anum, I personally don't seek to correct anyone's art of poetry. I think it was a great poem!! One thing I will say, as a writer, there is always room for improvements. Keep going !

[Anum Khan]

Thanks Saphia :)