In with the new, out with the old.

A growing sobriety-

dedicates minds,

thick and thin;

respectfully rearranging,

societies glue.

Where within walls,

loud men signal their disciples.

In homes, they meet accordingly.

Splitting wicks,

while shortening the fuse;

they gaze upon no longer,

sought no further.

Remnants remain just;

A generation worn.
 

Author's Note

This composition is a tad different...I'm expecting mixed reviews, but enjoy...be sure to-Read between the lines-ch

Check out my other work aswell, I will greatly appreciate any feedback!!!

Reviews

[Ashley]

I really like it. It's written well, the words flow like they belong. I loved reading it(:

[Cherrie Palmer]

very clever and fun to read

[Brad]

well written, Chris, i could hear this being read through a microphone with a little jazz in the back

[underwriter]

i like it! its different, but poetry is supposed to be! good write! well done!

[Sunflower 20]

great job. if this is what experimenting is for you, then i can't to find out your signature style! :)

[Rikkevi Rue]

well i am still reading between the lines-LOL! I love a poem that makes one think, and i love a meaning that is not immediately revealed and especially if it is not obvious and requires some wits. NICE WRITE!

[AloysiaVerben]

I wondeful poem, simple and flows well. Good work.

[Stef Outsiders]

Wow this is crafted very well, it's strong and powerful.... perfect piece of work!

[Emily Jellybean :)]

I like how its very simple. :)

[MarcoftheBeast]

simple, yet powerful... it's what makes this poem great. nice write.