Your Freedom Contagious

On a different path

Than the one you built

Transverse these roads

This worlds just an audience

To your thinly veiled shows

 

The sun may set

But bear no regret

May the sand on your feet

Be the dusty cover

Mask your insecurity

 

Show the world

Your freedom contagious

Before your mind fleets

Become immortal

Even if it means

Being bound by pages

 

In this stadium

Recite your last verses

For all you know

Death's already started

Presenting in stages

Author's Note

Hope you enjoy the read.

Reviews

[SyberRose]

Very nice...yes poets do become immortal through their works...at least the famous ones...
and I hope my family hands down my poems through the generations...that would be so cool; for future generations to be able to read my poems...long after I am gone...Rose

[Marc Marlon Villaflor]

Love how the story unfold, all lines captivates my attention, this piece really engaging and has some powerful thougnts flowing in this beautiful work. Love it!

My Fave.

Show the world

Your freedom contagious

Before your mind fleets

Become immortal

Even if it means

Being bound by pages

[Con O'Clast]

That third stanza is something else. Well done. It sort of reminds me of 'Sailing to Byzantium' by Yeats, except, you know, positive. The immortality through art concept is gorgeously delivered. I really like this.

[Pollai]

Appreciate the response. I haven't read Sailing to Byzantium but I'll make sure to check it out now. Cheers