Smoke

Is there a way out of the ashes and smoke?

fear of choosing the wrong road

pressure of flowing opposite where the mind goes

anxiety taking uninvited steps at every minute

the world is far away and life is not in it

hunger of winning lost the race

only giving up seems a friendly phase

trusting time is a dangerous zone

eyes tear up while talking to the moon

regrets are rising, but at then paths were blocked

dream written on pages, now they are torn

losing a part here at every age

what would be left at the end of the cage

a simple Ludo has turned to a criminal case

all were out of houses now they're getting chased

the deck of cards rose up to its own state

every show piece hanging is breathing in distaste

the moments became shorter, the memories made up thin

struggling on a tightrope to keep it sinking in

the binoculars are broke, the voices in head choke

there is no way to get out from the ashes and the smoke 

Reviews

[Sami Khalil]

Smoke inhalation can lead to death. One the windows of your soul to get some fresh air. Dowse the fire or call the fire department. I hope you have smoke detectors; speaking metaphorically

[grace]

haha, i'll find em soon

[Re-Pete]

there is a way out if you're willing to drop and roll. you write really well. there is depth in your being. you are a complex, inquisitve person. bravo ... :)

[grace]

Those are some kind words. Thank you so much, i am grateful that you read my poem and liked it

[Kerra]

I really like this write, found it full of meaning

[grace]

Thank you so much for reading it dear Kerra! :)

[shadrach hah]

Hi Chris, I thought I could relate to the creative thoughts of this wonderful piece. Your words are honest and real. They sing into the mind and make me think. Have a wonderful Monday. Hugs always....Mike.

[grace]

Thank you so much for reading and liking it mike! and yeah, this is Grace, but its okay.

[shadrach hah]

I am sorry Grace, this is the second time I have got the name wrong. I do apologise. Anyway, you are welcome, Grace. Although the name is wrong, the comment is yours. Have a wonderful Monday. Hugs always....Mike.

[grace]

Haha, dont be, it was totally fine, not a big deal. Thanks for the comment again!

[light and ashes]

I really liked this. I found this line really meaningful, "the world is far away and life is not in it."

[grace]

Thank you so much for appreciating it!! It means a lot

[light and ashes]

You're welcome

[Chris Shaw]

I had the feeling of being restricted by anxiety here grace. Anxiety can certainly be a curse. Knock confidence and introduce smoke screens where there needn't be any. Many suffer from it.Enjoyed the read.

Chris

[grace]

Thank you so much for reading it Chris! I am pleased by reading your reviews :)

[Coyote Poetry]

Dear Grace, I liked how you used the language. You brought the reader in and you made them want more.
"the moments became shorter, the memories made up thin
struggling through a tightrope to keep it sinking in
the binoculars are broke, the voices in head choke
there is no way to get out for the ashes and the smoke"
I liked the above lines. The smoke and ashes can make us do strange things. Thank you for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

[grace]

Yes, Thank you so much for appreciating it! You're really nice! :)

[Coyote Poetry]

You are welcome dear Grace.

[Wanderer]

While reading the first paragraph, i could see the reality of my own life. Wonderful poetry. Thanks for sharing

[grace]

Everybody's facing this, and I hope we all get to conquer over our fears and all. Thank you so much for reading my poem