Rickon Chewe

Rookie - 327 Points (20 August 1994 / Chingola, Zambia)

Fear - Poem by Rickon Chewe

Like light in the dark it invades My Privacy.
An Army of thoughts antagonistically
Matching at My walls of Defense.
In thinking invading is my Arch enemy.
Masked in disguise of friendliness it soothes my heart in pools
of loneliness. My mind in an ocean of its own
Sinks like stones in an ocean of emptiness.
My train of thought corrupted by its tides and waves
Sand of time fall for in minutes and my state of mind compensates
I may have been here for hours, just another passenger
on a ghost Train in thought, am driven
Far beyond retarded right, on the outskirt of insanity. Just in thinking.it invades my privacy.

Like a rope round my Neck its tightens each second I swallow a piece of life.
The Nightmare awakening in each sleep as I attempt to Dream.
A Monster of my own Architect. My fully formed form of hulk
to my Bruce Burner destroying its creator with each closing in.
it’s the moment in the polar sections of my mind in which am frozen in. like the wicked wicked wizard, am enchanted by my own magic.
in raindrops seeping in floods through the ceilings of my mind
It floods my heart in wishes filled with doubt.
Its the projector rolling the movie of my life of what I could have done if its force of gravity never weighed me Down.

In my fears of losing people
I began to fear who I keep
In my fears of falling down
I started to fear where I Reach.

I have Fears, that my reality
May one day be filled with Fears.
Each night I draw to sleep the dreamers dream
Of dying alone draws near that note Lead in the pencil
Pens Clear. And with pulsating beating of a weary heart
My eyes bulge, my hands shake and my feet tremble.
I fear Fear.

Topic(s) of this poem: fearful, fears

Form: Free Verse

Comments about Fear by Rickon Chewe

  • Chinedu Dike (9/4/2015 11:23:00 PM)

    Fear is a bunch of sinister shadows, a shadow has no substance, it's usually only a magnified reflection of something small, that's why on facing fear squarely, we often find it inconsequential. A lovely depiction of profound fear that holds many people hostage. A well articulated piece of poetry insightfully penned in poetic diction with conviction. A good poem indeed. Thanks for sharing Rickon. Please read my poem MANDELA - THE IMMORTAL ICON. (Report) Reply

    Rickon Chewe (9/6/2015 5:59:00 AM)

    thank you very much i appreciate the comment and i will be sure to read the poem

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  • Kelly Kurt (8/28/2015 11:59:00 AM)

    A wonderfully written piece, Rickon! (Report) Reply

    Rickon Chewe (8/29/2015 2:39:00 AM)

    thank you very much :)

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Poem Submitted: Friday, August 28, 2015

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