Ismail Ax Poem by merc gabriell
Ismail Ax
i don't write about mornings
that need a description of sunshine
i am never a participant
of brightness
i am locked in the dark
hatching the right time
trying to make sense of isolation
i don't mind being lonely
loneliness is my creation
where i aim
it fires
that is my message
to this world that turns itself upside down
i say no
damn it
i want to remain upright
Why don't you read my plea to Ismael the Archer in Jesus Christ Calls the Muslim, or War & Peace: Peniel.
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4/26/2024 1:23:33 PM # 1.0.0.1119
10 for this poem. Last three lines are lovely.