My blood flows rapidly throughout my veins,
Hearing the strikes of those falling grains,
I see flashing lights outside the window panes,
Thinking of wary notion beyond my strains.
The agitation of an insight, it’s so confusing,
Words in the hand are sleek but trembling,
As I stroke a letter, grounds of warning,
Post a statement mark with taunting,
Fearlessly defy in a way so glad
As I catch the star of that sparkling stud,
Wrapped with silk cloth in hand I had,
Seem detrimental, but it’s here, I just nod.
Feathers still coming from wind I claim,
And the stone keeps rolling over flame
Perplex picture now I see on the frame,
The puzzle I have is not for a fancy game.
Can’t grasp on the senses I need to seek,
Cozy whisper in smear trying to sneak,
Chasing of with uneasy gut, so quick,
Decoding a symbol only makes me sick.
As I go through this poem of yours.
ReplyDeleteI can't seem to link the thread of your thoughts.
The rhyming is good
But the flow must be equally good
Don’t be discourage on what I say
‘Cause it has a potential to become wonderful
Just arrange them in the right way
Then the outcome will be overwhelming and beautiful.