I am an enthusiastic poet that seeks the depths of every man's soul. Occasionally a little silly, but I love to delve into the mind of others. I hope to give a glimpse of my own mind to those who are willing to read my poetry. I find my best work is devel 13 followers / 2.1k words
There are 7.6 billion fools to this day and I build an understanding to stand among them. I came to the haven of insecurity to find the unknown and to worship the word of my Professors like a *****. I bow down to the, end all be all, grades of disappointment As if these C's will give me the edge one day; the sway over everybody else to secure my existence. I yearn to matter in anyway possible, In a society that wants to ***** out my contributions.
Thus far, I can not compare to the greats in their sepulchers, Nor can I circumvent my disposition of miniscularity. But one day when I know what those fancy words truly mean I will reign down from above And hopefully take my place next to the others... Dead and in a grave of my own.
This poem is absolutely my truth! Hope you all enjoy!
Fervent warriors come upon a field, A trickle of men storming the grassy abyss, prepared with shields upon their hearts and weapons ready at the finger tips. Their hearts oscillating to the war cries and to the sounding drummer's march. A prevalent threat casting shadows overhead; Awaiting the freedom bell and the open air, the men charge with their pens cocked and their ink basins filled to the brim.