Tormented
Alone in this dim shaded room, a grim fog covers the ground on which I stand. Semi- blinded by this shroud of darkness around me, I turn 360 to find a light, a presence other than mine, a wall nearby, but all I can see and feel is empty space. I walk and wander for answers and I find nothing. Then in the blink of an eye a lone window appears. I begin to hear a faint voice calling to me. I step closer and ask "Who's there", I hear nothing. Then the voice whispers closer as I begin to step forward I see flashes of lighting through the window pane. On the panels of the window rests my name, clashes of thunder booms. I'm startled. I as move closer to the window it slowly rises to reveal my life. Images of me as a child witnessing my unlce's death, another uncle on drugs. I feel a chill as if a gust of wind had blown. I hand lingers upward from the ground and comes toward me. Sounds of crying and screaming can be heard from the window. I turn to run but as I turn around I see a small faction of bloodied versions of me. Each corpse with different signs of and event to hint their demise...........When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.
John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA
Trey’s Poems (10)
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
|---|---|---|
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| ...Till The Wind Blows | 1 | 10/23/2013 |
| Tormented | 0 | 10/23/2013 |
| Nocturne Of Shadows | 0 | 10/23/2013 |
| Decadent Lust | 0 | 03/03/2011 |
| Lost Love of My Life | 0 | 10/28/2009 |
| The Pain of Loving Me | 0 | 10/28/2009 |
| Pain: My Silent Killer | 0 | 10/28/2009 |
| Dead And Gone | 0 | 05/17/2009 |
| Element of Humanity pt. 2 | 0 | 04/03/2009 |
| Heartache | 6 | 11/18/2008 |
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