Worlds Of Wanderers

Words are worlds of wanderers;

Waning wishes, his or hers.

Time is but an apprentice

Learning lessons- Silence through noise.

 

Through my ringing ears I hear  

The nocturnal heralds of hazy peril,

Then with my weary withered eyes,

I see the oceans drowning skies.

 

I sauntered the deserts of scorching sands

With club and cryptic cubes in hands;

Skewered and shuddered the green less land,

Espying for eons to end an errand.

 

A realm through a portal I found,

Where once, deities and devils dwelt appeased;

Only to return with a broken might

When a shattered fairytale besieged my sight.

 

                    

 

                                                                                                                                                                                                            FETUS~

                                       11/02/12

Reviews

[Shadows of Memories]

Amazing format. and amazing thought process. through every word u give a vivid picture of exactly whats happening... my best lines are :
"I sauntered the deserts of scorching sands
With club and cryptic cubes in hands;
Skewered and shuddered the green less land,
Espying for eons to end an errand."

its obviously a very interstng write announcing strength and depth in it. I love the metaphor of the traveller u used. It has enhanced the underlying meaning so beautifully. Just can say its one of the best pieces tht i have come across :) keep sharing nd thnks

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wonderful poem. i loved how it was penned..

[Marc Marlon Villaflor]

"classic, vivid and great metaphors to read."

[Marie]

I never read a rhyming scheme like this. Is there a name for it?

[khalid]

very nicely penned. words are the social sward, it can be used to protect and then feeling honor, and it can be used to attack innocents then you would feel the shame..

[Silhouette]

Interesting train of thought…and intruiging. I also love the flow of your words. Fantastic write, thanks for sharing =)

[Ahmad Cox]

I really like the metaphors in this poem that allude to the mystical nature of writing poetry.

[SimpleMind]

So deep and great! Coooool~

[Renée]

Quite a journey of senses & visions you set before us

[Heart Of The Shattered]

So beautifully made :) I like it!

[Zap-the-awesome]

I love the fantasy element in this. I've read it several times but I'm not sure if there's a deeper meaning or not...?
"Words are the worlds of wanderers"
THAT is an awesome line to me. In my opinion, it's like saying that what we write is a new and different world that lives and breaths and that, through writing these other worlds, we become wanderers in them exploring them, not only for our original tale, but to see if there is another, that we may write it and allow others to see the happenings of this world which we see.