No Name Poem by Clarice Thao Dong

No Name



She lives all by herself, silently and normally
But inside that shell, a wilderness is raging for free
Waiting for neglect minds somehow may hear
The moan of a monster
The moan of a poor monster
As harmless as just be tamed
Can not escape but can not be kept
So inaudible a drop of a sound
And in the agony, smell the blood she paints.

Monday, June 1, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: freedom
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
It's just the call for refreshment of a deep 'thirsty' soul
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Kelly Kurt 02 June 2015

A very well worded offering, Clarice. Thanks for sharing

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Fabrizio Frosini 02 June 2015

WELCOME at PoemHunter, Clarice! your 1st here is an interesting poem. Thanks for sharing and keep on writing

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Soul Watcher 02 June 2015

What a pretty poem, Short but full of feelings and emotions. Thanks for sharing

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