Nameless face,
comes knocking down dreams to break,
continuing over mine feet in chase,
rushing to find the end of an everlasting race,
lose precious pace,
reaching inward towards chest swallowed...
retching breath in sacred taste;
tell heart seconds don't exist,
bending then twist,
staying this consistent,
hold off world splintering visions,
glimpse as telestic spills waves by silent brilliance,
though one must desire to witness them;
None faltering stubbornness preserves & rallies behind eyes resistance,
strength yet burns veins hungering for dance,
permanently...
astute for what may arise bechance.
YOU ARE READING
Between an Antidote & a Dreary Phase
PoetryMy second Edition of a variety of Poetry feelings. For all the support and encouragements you all share with me - I do humbly appreciate all that you say and do. The feeling I get when another writer comments, or votes is imperial to how I interr...
