Flawed Man's Dreams Poem by David MaxOptimism
Flawed Man's Dreams
What do
the flawed man dream
caught in whistling wind
echoing within pitch black
pit cave of hedonistic lunacy
trapped in night fright's
ravening,
sinking further, further,
into empty abyss
grasping vile blackened wind?
What of
his panicking heart rattling,
burning nightmare's hot flash
saddling,
his falling into
ominous empty darkness
dreadful confusion's screams
of delusion,
edifying his flawed dream's intrusion...
who knows
of this man's fusion with
scalawag's contusions?
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4/29/2024 10:25:23 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Beautiful philosophical piece of poetry, well articulated and nicely brought forth in heightened poetic diction with conviction. An insightful poem indeed. Thanks for sharing.