Nick Kler

Silver Star - 3,957 Points (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
Leaving me gasping for air

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

I wind it 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
So, I sit and I start
All over again

Nick Kler

Topic(s) of this poem: death, journey, life, love


Comments about Serpents Of Fiery Moment by Nick Kler

  • (5/23/2009 9:57:00 PM)


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

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  • Ashraful Musaddeq (5/23/2009 9:56:00 PM)


    Excellent poem. Nick I love the metaphor used here in this poem.
    10+++ with pleasure.
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Poem Submitted: Saturday, May 23, 2009

Poem Edited: Monday, March 20, 2017


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