Nick Kler

Rookie - 446 Points (07/09/1967 / USA)

Serpents Of Fiery Moment - Poem by Nick Kler

Every hour of everyday
Serpents of fiery moment
Dance in the inner cells of my soul

The demons of fear haunt me
They leave me gasping for air

Deceived and dejected
I sit and I spin the wheel of time
Twining the past of my life
Into the rays of the sun

I wind them into a rope
And I hang it from the roof of my years

With this multicolored noose around my neck
I hang myself everyday
Yet I die not!

Killing just a part of me
I sit and I start all over again

Nick Kler


Comments about Serpents Of Fiery Moment by Nick Kler

  • Rookie Reshma Ramesh (5/23/2009 9:57:00 PM)

    bravo........amazing poem.... (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie - 40 Points Ashraful Musaddeq (5/23/2009 9:56:00 PM)

    Excellent poem. Nick I love the metaphor used here in this poem.
    10+++ with pleasure. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, May 23, 2009

Poem Edited: Sunday, June 28, 2009


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