Wraiths Of Misery Poem by Izzy F
Wraiths Of Misery
Exasperating, and excessively suffocating to be intoxicated as a victim of misery.
Weighted like stone, wrought as iron. This unknown grief, bitter than bile.
Here I am, limpid as ice and yet, furious with mystery.
This Cosmo of rapture for hope is as bold as living rather than existing.
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
When we become so wrapped up in sadness and grief, we become like phantoms of existent. We are not living.
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1/28/2023 7:40:13 PM # 1.0.0.1094
A concise and insightful verse written with conviction...