Self Improvement Poetry posted December 31, 2011 |
Rejection of a poets work
Rejection
by medes8
Rejection
A poets dream One blade of grass sway Torn in violent agree of the wind Exposed from its vile elements within This world was never intended to be home Torn emblems with fragments of barbed wire memories Attached within countless moments Along with countless dreams With vile taunt attached within fire A decorated aura tossed within its plated misery With death pangs yet through prayer Onto the rise of birth pangs that gives rise to the dream Creativity along with a fatal lasting memory To the potter who lost his clay Sought after life with the brilliance of a key Yet a fraction of desolation leading to its sore vex misery Although the earthly skeptic would very often beg to disagree To the poet who lost his way deep in the night Just as thought would so often think Can't even dismiss an earthly bliss in thought In time well spent in thought Rejection in the third degree with want The pulse of the twilight sun had tainted my inner vision With words expressed in deep contempt of disbelief; Perhaps this was the dark path where even Nero treed? With melodic tones filled with lazy diamonds filled up with orchids in their heads A way of Chesterton look on the whole concept of the family The final homily where others lose hope then vaguely disagree To dream with vicious storms in the night to fright, Following the wolf pack then to slay the final dragon in agony Then to travel on Sunset Boulevard A sight filled with cars without wheels A tormented soul left outside as roadwork Watched overhead as buzzards would fly To greet a quaint passerby Overhead twice killed by passing motorist would ride smashing skulls Dreams can take one all the way To kingdom come yet there is still time to change the road your on Fashioned by pearls then torn at last Thrown as rubbish on death's door at last, Yet still marked on a blotted page fully intact Rejection can make one soar to heaven's door Lest I shall simply choose to ignore Some other variation on a dream or way of choice Perhaps a given chance to ever roll the dice With thoughts of anger inside pronged toward desolation in swift suicide Torn up with fixed barbed wire with thorns Some may even curse the day they were actually born Next dashed across a squeaky wheel Fractured skulls smashed in swift desolation Others may contemplate it being no big deal A thought of inner perversion having laughter plated in the cycle of the wind The hero of sorts will never retire although inside exhausted and torn A society filled with miserable people Thinking nothing ever to stop and greet at the nearest couch steeple Ahead a lone atheist haunted by shadows in the night to fright the soul, Never to question the vast intent of inner torn desolation of the meaning of existence. A challenge to be free is a question of time, Marked on a ripped blotted page as a line. Along with drawn feathers in the wind A given chance to perhaps begin again Merciful one come take this chip off my shoulder, Rejection Perhaps its the poets best medicine ? A critic to twist their every words with strict inner opinion, Just can't live up to their perfect standard of living, A rotten soul to hard & toss Rejection A bitter sweet toss with another role of the dice to think twice A devils taut with rosemary & spice, With cloven briars from a culture of death Having viscous long hanging fangs that bite in the night On the haunted sorrowful quest Eyes shattered with tombstone black In darkest distortion with no hope ever in turning back, Attached to the vine of pain filled with destruction within, The god of self exalted over the king of kings. Rejection Never give up even when the fat lady sings For the winner in life is a quitter That gets up and gives it one last try! |
5-7-5 Poetry contest entry
Rejection clearly means different things to different people. Yet if not addressed the critic can often take advantage of a poets work.
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