Burden of the poet- the warning

Burden of the poet- the warning

A Poem by isiah_holmes



Vast paragraph's
Vast paragraph's
Vast Paragraph's locked in this page
Locked in the tree's remains, the homes of forest creatures
Wailing owels, shamely birds; locked away in the silver cage
   Soft call's and men laugh at the etching
The carving's, artistic sculptures made of stone

  We remain together in the page
In this place of true unity, limitless phrases
Soft, kind expression's of the subconscious
Flashes of manic insanity-enlightenment
True knowlege locked somewhere in this paper tab
    It kisses the nieve virgin on the toungue

As a poet, a embodied scripture
His mind, a collection of philosophy
His art work, breathing new word's even to him
The eloquence of his word's
The lonely, wailing smile he grin's to each day

He won't ever ware false smiles
Plastered on his grand-sisters face
His quiet conversations reveal incest
Hateful love interest's, mistakes made by is father
Locked in these soft pages
Dirty with sin's of the mind, forbidden thought's

The god's cast a joke on this youngster
They plague him with power, abilities of emotion
In his palm's he hold's the power to destroy nation's
Locked in his mind is the key
   The key to the new age for his kind

© 2013 isiah_holmes


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Added on November 8, 2013
Last Updated on November 8, 2013