POETRY, RANDOM THOUGHTS AND STUFF LIKE THAT….
I waited
While I live inside this twisted place
My fish died but I’m still alive
That is unquenchable
And breathing became difficult
Attitude
And green with envy
I’ve been left by the wayside
I smile and I curse
Made time against me
And turned me hungry
You catch me
All along was really ME
Such a painful death
Thru my heart
Where pain will be no more
Mourning was well on its way
You will stay with me and you’ll stay until the very end
Free me from this rag
It was only just a dream
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Well, this is so cohesive – seems you write about a specific theme each time!
Dark would be the theme, thanks for reading 🙂
a pure find from your own library – reads like the best of abstract poetry (and well-worth putting in the sources)
Thank you Laura ❤
I really enjoyed the angsty nature of this and I love the way it ends! 🙂
My favorite line is this one: “My fish died but I’m still alive” Very nice how you linked each line’s poem to your post.
Thank you ❤ very weird poem I have here 🙂
You’re welcome, and I think most of the ones coming out of this prompt are on the weird side 🙂
If one reads these lines as couplets, they go together very well. I too liked, “My fish died but I’m still alive”.
Thank you Punam. (:
This was trippy. I liked it.
Trippy indeed lol
On a ship that sails
A voyage with green
To the blue I spill!
My soul passed with ease…
–Emily Dickinson
Beautiful Arthur ❤
“My fish died” line… is the one that makes me feel. I am always sad when my fish die 🐟
Enjoyed your poem lots 🌹
🙂 Yea, me too, thanks for visiting ❤
It was my pleasure 🐟
I feel the struggle to find meaning in this one. The ending has a lot of truth!! 👏👏
Thanks for your kind words, words have power ❤
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I like the way your poem came together. Well done.
so well done … love the imagery!
Thank you for your kind comment 😊
It’s a pleasure! 💗
And interesting challenge, and you did it!
Thank you for your kindness, the poet in me needs that positive energy ❤
Some “dreams” look real, but indeed, “freedom” is coming.
Ahhh yes, freedom ❤️🩹
Wonderful!
This felt exactly like a nightmare… and I am glad it really was.
Yes, this had an insanity feel to it, I’m thinking of changing the name because it is all over the place with no stability. thus came the because picture.
Thanks for reading ❤
Beautiful poem, it felt as if the person was depressed. Luckily it was all a dream.