Twist the Torn
Nature goes and wonder knows
No bounds to where my heart sing flows
In these swirls this girl twirls
Inside a life of illusioned curls
Twists and turns distort the burns
And scars of days lost and mourned
Inside this day my soul gives way
The test of his touch will be my prey
So sense the siege inside my liege
His scorn thus torn the innocence born
To a world of sin- she sinks headfirst in
The cradled rot lying in the love she sought
It enfolds and rapes the love she lost
So fight the fear and fight the near-
Demons of a sinister mind
Take what's kind and rot the rind
Murder and madness interrupt all gladness
It stirs the peace
With its rod of hate I reek
So save my soul, I can no more
Ignore the fight, I must do what's right
But help me please, don't let him tease
The plays of my love and sympathies
The heartless are freed
With angelic greed
While compassions are grounded
The bodies compounded and mounded
To slate the sins and slaughter
Within your chagrined skins I dawdle
So release me before I link with them
I cannot save myself- the more harm taken
Brings me closer to purity forsaken
Sold with love, laced with sin
Back alley dealers
With snake-eyed feelers
The air tasting of their next meal
Set the trap to seal the deal
With sweet flesh of a mirage-like reel
Through your weakness
They prey and steal
Moral and values, identity too
Until all that's left is them in you
About this poem
I will leave the reader to define the meaning. Written one early morning, awoke with a song going through my head and the words melting into the lead.
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Written on December 29, 2023
Submitted by rcrosson1201 on February 04, 2024
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Scheme | AABBCDEEFGHIJKLLAMNOPQQRRSDTUVWWHYYZZZ1 Z2 2 |
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Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
Characters | 1,394 |
Words | 267 |
Stanzas | 1 |
Stanza Lengths | 42 |
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