Fearlessly

Come on, my friend, embrace life's pain,
the heartbreaks, and your death to come.
Don't drench yourself in worry's rain
and drag through soggy days, so glum.
Go slam your dreams upon that drum
that rages in your chest so sure
as breaths you seize approach their sum
and fearless thoughts are all that's pure.

There's comfort in the wallowing
and moaning when life's oh so tough,
but poison's all you're swallowing
and tainted confidences bluff.
Don't fantasize that hope's enough.
Break free. The action is the cure.
Be willful and grind smooth those rough
and fearful thoughts. And, bleed them pure.

The world's a blaze and you a spark,
a flame, soon smoke and blown out ash;
so burn on 'til your skies are dark
and strangle time 'til moments flash.
And, on that final breeze, you thrash,
through whipping winds you won't endure,
let all the gods proclaim you brash
and fearless and a life so pure.

Author's Note

Please let me know what you think.

Reviews

[JE Falcon]

This is a wonderfully powerful read, and again, it seems that "you saved the best for last". --- "And, on that final breeze, you thrash,
through whipping winds you won't endure,
let all the gods proclaim you brash
and fearless and a life so pure." --- Well done.

[mattavelli]

Thanks for reading, JE! :)

[Zoya]

Awesome! Inspirational to its cores. Perfect rhymes. Loved it!

[mattavelli]

Thank you, Zoe! :)

[Zoya]

No worries

[emipoemi]

Fan-tas-tic! Honestly! This is grand! The musicality gets choppy in just a couple of lines, with some words hitting the wrong beats, but this is profound! This is sublime! This is amazing! Well done!

[mattavelli]

Thanks, emi! :)
I like to break from the meter sometimes, but I don't want a choppy poem. Could you point out the problems for me? Tyty

[emipoemi]

Now that I've read this again, I kind of forget why I called it choppy, for I see that it was written in what appears to be iambic pentameter. However, having read it again, I did notice the presence and stressing of a couple of "and"s, which kind of sounded awkward (given "and" is seldom a down beat in poetry). More in the final stanza than anywhere else, and reading it again, I also noticed that the second line reads awkwardly with the cramming of the four descriptive metaphors (spark - in line 1 -, flame, smoke, burnt out ash).....the four could still be present if one is turned into an adjective, which then would give you some more room to really smooth that line out.
I would rave again at how fantastic this is other than my little nitpicks. Truly a masterpiece!

(Btw, musicality is not rhythm, but the fluidity of the thoughts from one to the other....rhythm marks time (beats), musicality merely flows).

[mattavelli]

Thanks again, emi! :)

[emipoemi]

with pleasure.

[Annette Pisano-Higley]

This is so great! It's an anthem that powerfully incites us to be fearless and strong-to take action and not waste time worrying about things we can't control Great rhyme and flow. "Let the gods proclaim you brash and fearless and a life so pure."-Masterful line! Love this.

[mattavelli]

Thank you, Annette! :)

[Rene Velez]

Nice rhyming, not everyone is so gifted, embrace it.

[mattavelli]

Thank you for reading, Rene! :)
I enjoy writing thoughtful rhyming poetry.

[Rene Velez]

Most of my poems rhyme, I play with it in an abstract way.

[mattavelli]

What do you mean by abstract?

[Rene Velez]

In some of my poems I try to hide it.

[mattavelli]

You try to hide the rhyme?

[mattavelli]

Which poem?

[Island Hippy]

Aloha mattavelli, an inspiring strong poem. Invigorating and breathing life. I really enjoyed this from start to finish. Izzy

[mattavelli]

Thank you, Izzy! :)

[Island Hippy]

You're welcome

[Great Aunt Astri]

WOW strong stuff here! It was a pleasure to read.

[mattavelli]

Thank you, Astrid! :)

[Bushra Naqshbandi]

This is such a wonderful poem. I love the flow, the message and your choice of words. absolutely wonderful! :)

[mattavelli]

Thank you, Bushra! :)

[Norbanus]

Poetic couplets flow with grace and life.
A tribute to your powered lyric will.
Protect it from the ravages of strife
or infidelity of careless drill.

You show us Tetrameter at its best,
and also what it means stand and live.
A mastery of muse put to the test,
my admiration's all I have to give.

Delightful message in these verses strong
This brings to mind my verse of yesterday
bemoaning things ignored and thus done wrong.
enchanting how this poem shows the way.

I see no opportunities to change
the words you've said to make a better piece.
Attempts to fix would seem both odd and strange
and show us but an impulse and caprice

You've set a verse here that is just the thing,
To put my sleeping muse into full swing.

[mattavelli]

Thank you, Norbanus! :)

[Norbanus]

Once when I was younger
and invincible as hell
I met a man who'd done his time
(and he had done it well)
He needed no reminded
that the reaper stalked his path
His four score years and then some,
had shown him nature's wrath

He offered no regrets at all
for his misguided youth
And told me of his arrogance,
his rudeness and uncouth
But now he saw that dust to dust
was close upon his heels
And tried to pass the word along
of just how sad that feels

In those days of my ignorance,
I failed to catch the drift
My perch upon the hill of life
left far too large a rift
Now my four score has also gone
I feel the reapers breath
And recognize my friends resign
at his approaching death

Thank you for reminding me
of those days long ago
And of a man who tried to tell me
some things I didn't know

[ms. barrie]

this is a stunning write...
that inspires an awakening compassion upon the reader, unique use of imagery...

the last stanza, being my favorite - thank you for sharing- x

[mattavelli]

Thank you, MS. Barrie! :)

[TNAULREY]

Loving this! Wonderfully written and inspiring words.
Learning to accept and embrace the bad with the good is something we all should do.

[mattavelli]

Thank you!:)