The Gift of Words
How does an old soul express oneself
pass down to others their joy and heartaches
as well as the conquering of all tribulations
in what manner shall I share my life's ventures
For I have climbed the highest mountain of emotions
to topple aimlessly to the cold barren ground below
time and time again
I have spit in the face of conformity
and bathed in the essence of rebelliousness
for me and persecution are no distant strangers
at a very vulnerable point in life
I desperately clung to false illusions
of happiness and friendships
yet the swift smack of reality across the cheek
still burns my face to this day
A raging dragon showed me many sights
saying decide unto you what is purely evil
a shimmering white swan appeared showing
me many more visions
clarifying permit your own spirit to interpret
what is truly wholesome and good
outside the dual forces spiral about
inside the silence of the soul
it will be known which is sincere and
what is false
After the persona of my life has turned
to ashes and dust and I have departed this plane
gaze into the expansive sky
sensing the swiling of the winds
and listen to me whisper inspiration through
the soothing flow of the evening breeze
for I have stated before when that hooded reaper
sickle in hand comes looking
I will be in union with the sky
I know how to be remembered
At times the phrase nobody knows me
has been branded upon my conscience
possessing the golden chest of knowledge
from experience has taught me how to cope
How may these things be told
with the finest present of all
requiring no price tag it is the offering
of my words for they are truly the best
gift that I have to offer_____________-________________
About this poem
Another poem I wrote about writing and the power of wordsI'm working on putting together a poetry book and making this poem the first one
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Submitted by markl.65734 on February 10, 2023
Modified on April 02, 2023
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Closest metre | Iambic pentameter |
Characters | 1,695 |
Words | 318 |
Stanzas | 9 |
Stanza Lengths | 4, 3, 8, 6, 4, 9, 1, 4, 5 |
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