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...Sorrows of the Lost
By SolApathy
Tell me of a time when I could no longer
rhyme
Poems hold no depth in this ancient regret
I’ve sown all the words of meaning
Emptied the pool of hallowed dreaming
Burrowed into the antipathy of my dark shadow
In hopes it would help the words to flow
I cut into my flesh and let the world know
How was I to know the blood would take its toll
Empty this once poetic soul
I put the pen to the paper and feel
Nothing is real
A catastrophic break as I forsake my moral bounds
Cut deeper in desperate hope of what may yet be found
In the end it put me 6 feet underground
A poetic whisper of finality in my death
I smile as I surrender my last...Breath
Poems hold no depth in this ancient regret
I’ve sown all the words of meaning
Emptied the pool of hallowed dreaming
Burrowed into the antipathy of my dark shadow
In hopes it would help the words to flow
I cut into my flesh and let the world know
How was I to know the blood would take its toll
Empty this once poetic soul
I put the pen to the paper and feel
Nothing is real
A catastrophic break as I forsake my moral bounds
Cut deeper in desperate hope of what may yet be found
In the end it put me 6 feet underground
A poetic whisper of finality in my death
I smile as I surrender my last...Breath
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© 2020 SolApathy
Published on Sunday, October 22, 2017.
Filed under:
"Poetry"
Author's Note:
...In the chase of poetic thoughts I lost -- I paid the ultimate costComments on "...Sorrows of the Lost"
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On Monday, October 23, 2017, Shikiryu
(68)
wrote:
It's an interesting read, a topic I'm sure us writers are all familiar with. To put yourself, your soul your essence into ink and let it leave its mark. Have you given enough or too much. Is too much even enough?
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On Monday, October 23, 2017, Mute Serenade
(389) wrote:
We lose the poetry or we lose ourselves... Likely both, depending on the heart condition or season. An excellent ellipsis, as always, sunshine 🌞
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On Sunday, October 22, 2017, worm
(1149) wrote:
I find that when you're running a bit scared the best poetry spills out... although we may not see it like that for a while... I always look forward to your work, Sol... it does inspire! Kudos! ~worm~
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On Sunday, October 22, 2017, dwells
(4177) wrote:
Many truths Sol and I, as you imply, now recycle many rhymes in search of another inspiration, or avenue of exploration. I never use a rhyming tool and refuse to lean on that crutch; believing it self-defeating of the exercise I enjoy - albeit perhaps less over time; except on rare occasion. Cheers my friend! - Dan
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A former member wrote:
It's true that writers really pour all of their being into the words that they put to paper, and even some of them lose themselves before it's all said and done with. I picture you writing before you've even had your morning coffee, and you always produce pure written gold. Well done, dearest. Rebs:).
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