Reluctant to render energy
and clock's race
A Phobe!
Coz' I don't believe no'thing
confined in dark
nets ensnare me
no doors to let me pass
One dream I wish never to live.
Somnolent I want to go back
But
Terror, panic they thwart me
'But sleep is pleasant' many call
NO! It's a night terror
I dreamt
I fear you Commitment
Fear is a bunch of sinister shadows that play tricks on the imagination. A shadow has no substance, it's usually a magnified reflection of something small. Thanks why upon facing fear squarely, we usually find it inconsequential. An insightful poem depicting the ugly effects of fear, well articulated and nicely penned. Thanks for sharing Kay. Please read my poem THE PHOENIX STRANGLER.
Magnificiently woven words about stagnated soul having no where to go. A slumber,357 even not going to be a comfort, isn't it? Thank you for the nice selection of words.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very relavant lines in this short and sweet poem....Thanks for sharing with us