The Cost is to be (Original)
How can I forget
large forks on the left
and other niceties
I've never met.
Folded napkin, knee,
don't forget to be
only fascinating,
haven't failed yet.
Invisible me
impoverishing
in a city of lace
as fortune's pet.
The actual me
is somewhere flying
beneath a set of wings
unfurled and set.
Relaxed, observing
content, unknowing
with a soft ignorance,
considered blessed.
But terror I've met
there, high in the skies
and shifted my passage,
now earthward bent.
How did I forget
big forks to the left,
these are the niceties
I didn't get.
Thank you for spending time here
Other works:
Thinking Man's Prison
Frenzy
I, witness
Imagine Freedom
Starchild
Melt
Really good lyrical play.
I do believe that his would be as good if didnt rhyme, but that is only my vision
I do believe you are right. Sometimes it comes out in rhyme, sometimes not, but I always try to let it be whatever it is as it's happening. I think rhyme became subconsciously more influential to me after the 5 years writing and singing for a band :)
I guess the singing did it then )))
I dont know, i just honestly believe that rhyme sometimes takes out emotion
There is a lot of truth in that statement. Much, much truth.
You're a great poet. Thank you for sharing you poem.
Thank you very much, I'm glad you enjoy it
You're welcome. Keep em comin'.