The Maze Poem by Syquan Besch
The Maze
The days have past, waiting miserably fast
I have not been counting the days of this maze
Topiary walls looking so high, and waiting for the days to go by
Watching all the things go by, waiting to die
Every time I make a turn its a dead end, I need a friend to show me the way, And Possibly make my day
I just need to get out of this maze and craze the rest of the days
I just need to get out, and just scream and shout
Staring at the floor, and waiting for the door
Such a nice start, Syquan. Read my poem, Love and L u s t. Thanks.
A good start with this first poem, though some of the rhymes seem a bit forced. Keep on writing more. Welcome to Poem Hunter!
Well expressed thoughts and feelings. An insightful creation written from the heart. Thanks for sharing Besch.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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5/5/2024 9:46:17 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Difficult ot get out if trapped in a maze - nice.