The Quarrel Poem by Kelly Silva
The Quarrel
Pound, pound at this stone cold shield, which rattled with each stroke.
Tears form and all is lost as our words spill into the oceans it behods.
Emotions strain the fibers of tangled thoughts and fades into cries.
Visual sights cloud the morsel of each frame that holds these eyes.
Scream, scream at these clogged specs of disagreeable, hurtful ears.
Ration, reason and rhythm sadly it all seems to have suddenly disappeared.
Aspiring Writers Chasing Haunting Words talent rising, chases will-of-the wisp, expressions haunting, flickering lights Copyright © Terence George Craddock Inspired by the poem 'The Quarrel' by the poet Kelly Silva. Dedicated to the poet Kelly Silva.
'Tears form and all is lost as our words spill' loved this as the line flows into 'into the oceans it behods.' beholds? 'Emotions strain the fibers of tangled thoughts and fades into cries. Visual sights cloud the morsel of each frame that holds these eyes.' talent rising, chases will-of-the wisp expressions, flickering lights of love bewitch the soul, lovers are ever lost in seas of time, ride the seas fair weather or foul, or be cast upon rocks
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Love Bewitches The Soul love bewitches souls lovers are ever lost in seas of time mists fate ride the seas fair weather or foul or be cast upon rocks Copyright © Terence George Craddock Inspired by the poem 'The Quarrel' by the poet Kelly Silva. Dedicated to the poet Kelly Silva.