Underneath the Sky So Blue

The poem begins with a feeling of imprisonment and ends with an aura of hope.

In the blanketing skies that overlay imprisonment,
gray, tattered, worn eyes grow grayer with life.
All is imprisoned and all is gone: my greatest lament;
and the ever imperial and continual strife.

In between the wasteland and the sky
and underneath the sky so blue
Lies for all who venture the date that draws e'er nigh
with expectation to blossom, and eyes to be true.

As my gray eyes venture, searching the sky for answers,
I learn more and more that my problems are not special;
to wait for death is like a fleeting, but severe cancer.
Therefore I fled death and found out the dome was a miracle.

Author's Note

This was written in 2011 so it's not my freshest, but I believe it symbolizes best what I like to write (i.e. dark tones, happy endings and a journey). Feel free to critique.

Reviews

[Sharon Kim]

You really conveyed a sense of heaviness in the beginning of the poem. I like how it does change to a sense of hope at the end. I feel like you're saying don't let life pass you by worrying about problems. You need to live life in the now and appreciate each day. Don't let those everyday set backs weigh you down. Nicely done!