Distorted

A Poem by nyi

Walking past my deeds and gravity starts to levitate

Living a life without regret or did I ever hesitate?

Haunted by my own shadows, to FEAR is what my heart gravitates

Try to feed myself with it, does my darkness inside salivate?

Immensely swallowed and bonded with loneliness which authenticates

The cruel nature of life and should I just retaliate?

With the rampage and annihilation which will propagate

Through the circle of fear, will my enemies fear me even when they hibernate?

Clock is ticking and to my life of suppression, anger will detonate

With reasons of chaotic life, does my conscience still resonate?

Though hope is never abandoned for me to become a candidate

Of being loved and adored, but to these distorted thoughts can I still eradicate?

Nyi

( 17.10.2011 )

© 2011 nyi

Author's Note

Is it weird how each sentence ends? This is a bit dark write about a person struggling with life which was very lonely and sometime these dark thoughts come into the mind and trying to fight it back..Thanks for the comments..

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Coyote Poetry

A very entertaining poem. You open up a lot of good question. When we look back at a life. Sometime things can feel distorted and not organized. I like poetry that end with a question. A excellent poem.
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