Poem -
A Life Sentence *final edit
As if adrift atop saline black as night,
I Wander in thought, my true expressions disguised,
Trapped in the depths of my abyss out of sight,
I perform a theatrical peace for the masses in covert lies.
Tis a parody of my own unusual genre,
A honed skill of torment locked away,
I seek nothing but acceptance and yet distance from ya,
A struggle sometimes to reach the dark of day.
Cryptic, a glass stare and look hard to decipher,
I muddle my lines and yet unnoticed I flee,
I realise that it is I whom I despise and accept I'm a lifer!
As long as I am scared, I will never be free.
Final edit *
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Comments
Great thought provoker as usual simon
Thank you Edward ?
Hey SIMON!!!.....I am struggling to interpret this piece....the first line seems like you're floating on top of water at night....and then it sounds like you're talking about your own poetry ~
~ "a parody of my own usual genre.."
and then all I can get is that you're struggling with some kind of conflict......But I can't quite understand the whole of it.....you've got to help me out here.....I'm VERY curious to figure this out......hugs n smiles!!.......T xo ?✴❤✴?
Hi Tony thank you for reading and your support as always. This piece was very much intended to provoke thought and image. I see the ocean as our lives that we live. Hidden depth and sometimes light casts upon its waves and sometimes turmoil upsets it's current. Parody of my own genre, I meant as we each have our own style and yet I feel as if I mock mine sometimes with jokes and false laughter. I really appreciate your comments.
your friend Simon.
Love that reply simon its like exactly the way i write ..
and i think its hilarious (in a good way too) that your answer made no more sence than the poem did?jk
but thats good i like it
supposed to be that way
love Eddy
Lol thanks Eddy