Screams layer the land and clouds only condense,
When miracles occur they're contested by coincidence,
Screams screamed with no pain or fear but suspense.
The kind so heavy it slows your breath and you hold your chest only able to clinch.
Or scream, the things unknown seem to be dreamed,
Manifested through imagination but deemed fantasy,
And still in life the real scene is schemed.
Because the feel of the thrill you lost twice and became a heart amputee.
Others being depleted seem to surround you and leave you raped,
History seems to be repeated to many times,
Victory deems the other team because before you scream your mouth is taped.
Progression in quarters too soon turn to nickles and dimes.
On some days the sun rays bring the plants alive,
While on those same days other species die so it doesn't work in both ways,
Which means some must die for others to thrive.
Its the circle of life sometimes with different variables but i love those days.
And while i sound pessimistic in actuality this isn't my reality,
Because no matter the person or personality life cant fit into an analogy.
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this is by far one of the best poems you have posted. the rhyme scheme was simply amazing. i really enjoy your writing when it has this type of flow to it, it allows it to hit so much harder when reading it aloud.
ReplyDelete"Victory deems the other team because before you scream your mouth is taped.Progression in quarters too soon turn to nickles and dimes." its leaves me in awe of your writing when I see these types of things being written. the entire poem deserves as much credit as the lines i have included in my comment though . i especially was feeling the last stanza, it was a perfect conclusion. all and all the message was very deep, the thought of survival of the fittest and the internal struggle in order to achieve a place in life that will be viewed better than the next person I'm sure will hit home with anyone who reads it. brilliant baby doll .. love you.